These locks are from my family farm. To me they are objects of beauty. My favorite one is the most weathered, rusty and used. It looks completely ancient. What a life this lock must have had. I can imagine that it held many mysterious things safe behind it's iron grip. Objects of weathered beauty turn up in my art on a regular basis. I made this memory box last weekend. The project may have been more craft than art. But I have a feeling that this lock will turn up in my paintings for years to come.