1. I have archived much of my life through collected objects.
2. I have moved a smaller studio, making it necessary that I get rid of a lot of these objects.
3. I have done so by using them as the raw material for one enormous collage, created inside a 30-yard dumpster.
4. Oh, also, I have photographed around 500 of these objects and will display them here, accompanied by a brief history of each item.


14 x 8 x .1 cm
There is a very large breakfast served in Ireland called a fry. It has a few variations, but the staples are sausages, bacon, eggs, potato bread, a pancake and soda bread. Depending on where you are in Ireland, there also may be baked beans, blood pudding, mushrooms, and perhaps a tomato. If you go the Northern Ireland, it is called an Ulster Fry.
I went to this rugby match in Belfast, which is in province of Ulster. They were playing the team from the province of Leinster. I started a chant to the tune of Camptown Races that went, 'Leinster doesn't have a fry, doo-da, doo-da...' 
It was well received by the local crowd, though Ulster ultimately lost, and I still don't really understand what the hell is going on in Rugby.

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