I’ve always been far more drawn towards the weathered, broken-down and decayed .. it’s very common amongst theatre and screen designers, and it reaches back to the Romantics. I live close to the Thames waterside and I enjoy the way the river transforms man-made waste into objects of beauty. But I’d like to think of this as more than just responding to an aesthetic appeal, rather it’s a statement of allegiance to nature.
Back in 2006 I found a simple wooden dollshouse in a local charity shop. It was in fairly good condition though unoccupied, unfurnished and very basic .. mass-produced in cheap plywood, probably from the 1940s or 50s. I kept it with me for a while but when I moved house in 2008 there was little room for it inside, and the only place to put it was on the outside landing. So at first inadvertently but then by design it became an ‘experiment’ .. exposed to the elements and open to the local wildlife. I’ve photographed its transformation a few times over the past years, but I think these latest .. on the verge of falling apart .. show it at its best!