I’m a hoarder. There, I’ve said it. I have a very hard time throwing things away. I think I inherited it from my mum or nan. Their houses were like Aladdin’s cave, full of interesting things to discover.
I’ve always loved ‘stuff’. Whether it’s old magazines, advertising, concert ticket stubs, travel cards, flight boarding cards, stickers, photographs, random bits of typography, shells and fossils from the beach or name badges from events, I keep it all. These items are like a personal diary of where I’ve been and what I’ve seen. They’re on my walls at work, in folders and sketchbooks – I have drawers and boxes full of it. There’s no rhyme or reason to it – the inspiring part comes not necessarily from the randomness, but more from looking through it to find inspiration to use on a new project. It always surprises me when I find a theme, or where things happen to fit or make sense on a new brief.
This is why I’ve always loved the work of Alan Fletcher, Sir Peter Blake and Sir Paul Smith. They understand that inspiration can be everywhere – we just have to open our eyes and look up, down, in, through, around and underneath to see it.