It all started with a little green buddha. This one to be specific :
I found him for a buck in a small little shop in Chinatown back home in Toronto when I was 16. He was worth 100 pennies to them, but in the last few years he’s become worth much more than the weight of those 100 pennies.
You know when you see you something, and for some unexplained reason, you just really, really like it? It draws you in with its X factor – you can’t help but pick it up, hold it in the palm of your hand, and keep it in your pocket for the rest of eternity? That was this green buddha to me. When I was getting ready for first year of University, I wrote a list of things to pack, things I COULD NOT forget – my friends made fun of me because the first thing on my list was “GREEN BUDDHA”.
Who needs a toothbrush or even clothes, when you have your little green buddha?
Well this buddha has stuck with me ever since, and seen me in my trivial days, my happy days, sad nights, angry moments, blissful tears and laughable errors.
And it was this little green buddha that inspired me to create an installation piece on found objects and garbage re-authenticated and subsequently displayed as precious, wee little things.