Suffolk Colt

I bought this Lawnmower from a guy in Nottingham.

This particular piece belonged to his brother, his brother bought it brand new in the 50's he used and maintained it on a regular basis right up until he passed away in early 2009.

When the mower came into my possession it had been stored away for a while and was not working. The first thing I did was to to start taking it apart and cleaning it, with the intention of getting it back to full working order. I was fascinated by the previous owners adaptions to the mower, it was no longer just a mower it had become his pride and joy, adapted specifically for this person it had become more than the soulless functional product of it intention. It had become an object this person had grown to rely on it had gained more than materialistic status.

It had many war wounds but these scars define specific moments and events in time and they cement deep relationships with their owners. Something built to last can change owners many times. Reliable, strong and dependable objects carry within their construct stories of emotion, adventure, happiness and neglect.
I can only guess by looking at these scars and dents but these stories remain untold and held secret by these mute partners.

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more to come...