The fan is a found item, but I was taken by the shape with its aerodynamic chassis which made sense when I looked up that Mistral started in 1968, not long before the space race was won. The books in this picture are my grandfather’s (on my father’s side) who died before I was born. He was unlucky enough to be in both world wars, but lucky enough to live through them, being on the home front in the second. The fish is my mother’s. It was made from recycled tin and timber from the dump. Being a woman on a farm, she wasn’t considered worth educating like her brothers, but ended up studying politics (a field she later worked in) by correspondence in PNG where I was born. She got a telegram from her father upon my birth: "No spout, will have to do without."