Originality

In our 27 plus years together, my husband has, on occasion, shared the theory that nothing is new.

Every time I hear this, my mind, for no apparent reason, begins trawling through thoughts and memories in search of an example to challenge this premise.

Today’s epiphany, while making coffee, is perhaps he is correct.

Originality comes from what we as individuals do with ideas, concepts, and things. By enhancing, modifying, reinterpreting, customising, and adopting we embody uniqueness.

The above picture is a collection of SylvaC hyacinth vases.

To me, they represent a connection with my maternal grandparent’s home. There was always a white Hyacinth Leaf Jardiniere Vase No 2456, sitting unassumingly on the bay window cill of their front room.

The mass production of such ceramics in the 1940s and 1950s may, at the time, have been original.

The grouping, lighting, location, and photograph is unique to my husband and I.

Issue resolved

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I just checked into Sydney International airport. I was cleared through passport control and experienced my first body scan. After a walk that felt like miles I arrived at the lounge.

I don’t know why I looked at my boarding pass after eating a light breakfast. The surname was correct, not the first name though. So much for airport security!