Fossilize

Too much emphasis has been placed on finding meaning from the artefacts that artist and designers create. This over emphasis has placed one of life’s simple pleasures at risk of becoming extinct.

On the north facing wall of studio I have hung a small branch from a magnolia tree. It was something I found on one of my many morning walks. My reason for picking it up was simple, I liked it. I have been ask what it means, and I usually give no response, because it means nothing. It is simply a branch from a magnolia tree that I found in Hollywood Cemetery. Still, it reminds me. With its presence it brings countless associations and random memories together. Converting them into brief periods of nostalgic bliss. For example right now, it takes me to the moment when I first picked it up. After passing the branch I make the decision to turn around walk back and pick up the branch. At this same time a car with driver and a dachshund passed by. As we made eye contact via the rearview mirror I understood the non verbal question they were asking, what was I doing?