ABOUT

I've started this, but I never finish anythi

I used to have a large box that my mother affectionately called “Alex’s box of junk”. 

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The box might have once contained a new fridge, but during its tenure with me, it housed toilet rolls, plastic packaging of geometric interest, and broken appliances in varying states of disassembly.

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In hindsight, this was by definition - a pile of rubbish. But at the time, I remember thinking about that box like pure creative currency. It was a limitless heap of potential. Potential what? I knew exactly what: But this changed daily, or by the hour.

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20 years later, I'm holding onto far fewer toilet rolls, but a lot more “boxes of junk”.

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This space is an attempt to negate the frustration of never following anything through to completion. It is a celebration and cataloguing of the unfinished, revelling in a process of curiosity and daydreaming, constantly changing, serving nobody, and never to be fi