(If youre interested in the accompanying narrative, the images in this series are best viewed in order, 1-5.)
He remembers being crammed between his two sisters in the back seat of the familys Hillman Husky as it snaked its way down the winding road to the rented holiday cottage by the sea. He recalls too the anguish of losing his favourite toy on the beach that very first day, a cloth rabbit with floppy, lopsided ears. His mother comforted him by saying it was like leaving a special piece of evidence - one day it would be found and that person would have proof that someone before them had walked that sandy path and felt that same sun on their skin. After that, at the end of each summer, he would take a small thing and carefully cover it over with little handfuls of fine white sand.
Now many years later, he brings his own family to that place on the coast and sometimes walks alone, eyes downcast, in an annual search for those missing orphaned objects
(to be continued)
The third in a series of images inspired by the Tasmanian cabinet maker and visual artist Patrick Hall. (Anyone interested in viewing some of his fabulous work may click here
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