With the flicker of a bird .. I prefer distractions and being interrupted . These days , I am a luggage organizer , book filer and background diorama painter .. I look at the night sky and watch old films .. Collect shadows and uncertainties .. I make art with fragments and broken images .. Paper , things and sounds .
Bray lived for most of his life in Forest Hill, Kent from birth in 1879 to 1938 before moving to Croydon where he passed away in 1939. His lifelong passion was to send items through the post that, in one form or other, challenged the Postal system. He even had himself "delivered" on more than one occasion having paid the requisite postage. After experimenting with a number of postal curios his main focus was on the collection of autographs through the post. He sent out thousands of cards to all types of people, ranging from the Pope to the local Station Master, asking for them to return the relevant item duly autographed.
Over the years Reginald amassed over 15,000 autographs, declaring himself the Autograph King - a title that was undisputed by his peers.
He posted onions, turnips, combs and curios...
Among an array of other things.
[information from a website dedicated to the postal activities of
before i moved up to portland, i went to a garage sale at a tune up and car repair garage that was closing down in my neighborhood. they mostly had crates of oily parts and dirty tools for sale. there were some things mixed underneath the grime that i found to be interesting. when i asked about them, an older man came out and told me that he had been collecting spaghetti western memorabilia for a while and that those were his. one of the things i found was an oil stained frame with a movie still photo in it. it was a scene from the film above. the scene where the man is being dragged behind a horse. i hung it on the kitchen wall in the portland home and i would look at it while having my morning coffee. then arcade fire came out this song and video and i thought it went together perfectly...
this is a song that i can listen to over and over... and i do. [song by arcade fire]