Short Lived Collages…
Coloured paper – cut with scissors on a journey of quirkiness.
Laid out on a white sheet.
Intuitively arranged and re-arranged –
But not stuck down!
Photographed instead. The life of the art work digitally imprisoned.
But then the hand tsunami comes and they are no more.
Their memorial is the photo you see. It now becomes the art work.
Their names have followed after, through what the mind automatically does when viewing the abstract – it invents narrative or description based on what it reminds one of in the material world…
And so the titles flow.