After much exploration of different locations, subject matter and concepts within my environment, I found myself mostly intrigued not by people or places, but instead the masses of junk objects thrown out into the street. When searching for inspiration I became bored by the mundane, regular and predictable aesthetic of my neighbourhood. I just could not find something that moved me enough to stop and take a photograph.
While driving home late one night I noticed looming ambiguous objects in the shadows of streetlights. I wanted to return the next night to photograph the objects but unfortunately most of them were gone. I was inspired because I had appreciated these object for their unusual geometrical form and temporary status.
My idea developed as I contemplated the concept of unlikely and unintentional 'art'. I wondered how many people, if any, ever stop as I do to appreciate the oddities of routine everyday life. I began to think about Dada art, junk art and junk art sculpture.

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