I could have just walked past the old nuts and bolts spread all over the dining room table, a scattered pile of a man on a mission to find the perfect sized nut to fix a tiny broken ukelele for a distraught two year old. But I didn’t. There was something intriguing about the well worn shapes, the antiqued and faded patinas, the odd and random sizes of collected “just in case” precious metal bits and pieces. They drew me in, I found myself wanting to touch them, wonder about them, (where did they all come from, over the years?) and finally to photograph them.
August 14, 2012
Nuts and bolts of life…
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Painting…photography…mixed media…print making….design…journaling…writing…creating in stunning Taranaki by the wild west coast and a stunning mountain backdrop, with my four gorgeous (make that cute, but messy!) kids, my partner GB, and one very large fat cat. View all posts by Angela Sefton
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