Alone in the red dusk I stopped the campervan to drink much needed water in the 40+ degree heat. Looking down I saw that this section of road had become a regular spot for the workers to meet and drink after leaving the alcohol free zone of the mine site. For several hours I collected objects on the edge of the road and the bush. Beer cans and kangaroos alike flattened by stopping trucks, the landscape had begun the process of reclaiming them and re-integrating them into itself. I stayed here for several hours prising these treasures from the earth. Transformed from rubbish into beautiful yet curious artifacts, they are brought back into the gallery as both evidence and symbols of the impact of development whilst questioning museological values of collecting and display.