My friend Ray is a scavenger with a great eye, though some may despair that his life-long ‘recycling’ efforts attract such accolades. He emailed me to say he’d picked up some tiles that I might like for mosaics. They came from the broken top of a coffee table put out for the hard garbage collection. What treasure! Tiles of various sizes and shapes fitted together like a jig saw in muddy fifties colours. When I went to pick up the tiles, there amongst the rescued ‘treasures’ (junk to some), was the rusty old table frame that once held the tiles. Can I have that too, I asked? I have plans for the table, but as yet, the perfect project for the tiles eludes me. In the meantime, they are tucked away in my bower of mosaic gems.
By Jude Tulloch
An outsider contemporary artist, I revel in exploring ideas through visual mediums and pushing the boundaries of my creative practice. In life, I strive for balance, by caring for the earth, practicing Tai Chi and learning about the world through travel.View all of Jude Tulloch's posts.