While you’re not looking

Speak­ing of Christ­mas and shop­ping for Jesus, I am in an ongo­ing annual annoy­ance (sorry, quest) of wrack­ing my brain for unusual gifts for loved ones. Melbourne’s very own jolly jew­ellery Polly van der Glas comes to mind, an oldie but a goodie. Her pièce de résis­tance are the ones incor­po­rat­ing human arte­fact, open­ing up and replac­ing the glass cab­i­net with the human body. It con­jures the same intrigue as taxi­dermy for me, bring life into inan­i­mate objects, a mod­ern alchemist.