Anna Chinn examines, and plays with, the contents of Dunedin gutters.
It is curious to think that for every lolly left in the street, an incident has occurred where a citizen lost a lolly. Ahh, moments in time.
If you have a sweet tooth, glimpsing a lolly in the gutter can be exciting. But that excitement might be tamed by convention: many consider it a social no-no to eat lollies from the gutter, even if they really, really want to.
For the accompanying photograph, lollies collected across the city were classically arranged in a dollar-mixture bag to see if they could be made to look appetising.
The jury's out on that: the marshmallow twist in particular is a gritty little number. I'm not sure I'd eat it.
I had the thought of leaving this reconstructed dollar-mixture temptingly on a bench for a stranger to find. That would be a cruel prank. I can't remember whether I went through with it.
