Ever wondered what happens to all those garden gnomes you’ve had over the years who’ve been broken whilst your kids play football, cracked due to the frost and bad weather? Some go to gnome heaven and the bad ones, well, they end up in gnome hell. But when gnome hell is full, the dead gnomes [...]
This isn’t an outdoor art installation, but it is still somewhat curated. Or maybe hoarded is a better description. Somewhere in the inner western suburb of Sydney’s Summer Hill, there is a brightly coloured collection of garden gnomes on display. The owner of the home is yet to be seen, but there are hundreds of gnomes, side by side, all with equally dopey expressions on their faces and accompanied by a second fixation: caterpillar soft toys. There are so many gnomes, the garden is no longer visible. Maybe it’s an Amelie style prank that has just piled up over the years?