Melrose Park

Mop Projects 2007

Melrose Park, the place I grew up in, is a tiny suburb of post war brick
bungalows where one can sense a nostalgia for the idea of home that
suburbia once ideologically embodied. There is also the presence of other
forces; the river with its pungent smell of mangroves and sense of remnant
wildness, another people’s history far predating the red brick, and the factories
which hum with industry even at night. . .