Collecting Identity - the PINcard game

Recollection from the artist - age 17, 1972. I walked into my grandmother’s kitchen, the larger of two in the big old house in Marrickville. She had always lived with us - or we with her. There was an array of utensils, cups and plates on the sink. Some were washed and stacked; others awaited her attention. They sat, suspended by the energy of her life. I was transfixed. They were no longer just objects, but now loaded with meaning as her belongings, a testament of her life, soon to disappear. She had suffered a stroke in the early hours of that morning and never returned to her kitchen.…… such is my life-long obsession with the stories that objects and images from everyday life can tell.