Lost Found – a sense of place? 

  
Still pondering the question of where does what I make belong? Through the experiments with concrete last month I was asking myself what happens to them next – unneeded drawings can be recycled, canvasses left in public to find a new home…..concrete a more permanent material, does it ultimately end up in a landfill? 

A lost roof tile, picked up when I was researching and collecting weeds for Concrete Nature- part of a derelict canal side mill. Ultimately destined to be knocked down I would imagine, but fascinating nonetheless. No longer important- an eyesore to some and probably now invisible to others.  

 
I returned this tile home today and put it back- immediately two people walked past and didn’t notice it. But I quite like that, and maybe the one person that does may just wonder why? 

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