Usually, still life paintings do little for me. I find a painting of a vase with flowers or a bowl of fruit boring.

But some still life has an untold story. This collection of “stuff” on a bench in my sleeping quarters at the Terrick Terrick National Park frequently attracts my attention. Especially when the light is just right.

It appears this shed has not been used for years. How long ago was it that someone was working in this shed, what were they doing and who were they.