Monday, September 26, 2011

bound traces...

There comes a time when you sense 'something is something'... profound I know...but that is the best description I can  offer when you reach a stage of making and you can literally tie it up with a piece of string, put it in a cupboard and move on to the next thing...this series isn't yet complete but I know that it is something and that it is worth my while extending it... I have put these away so that next time I take them out I hope they surprise me in some a child finding a toy they lost behind the sofa...suddenly its like a new a sense a deliberate surrendering of things to memory... to the past....sp 

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