Taking paper from the house to the shed and back in this unrelenting rain is a challenge. As are the leaks in the shed roof: not a good combination with paper – could lead to mould.
The work itself is developing – certainly getting bigger and I feel now that some kind of rhythm is beginning to establish itself. It is still surprising to me how using a particular set of processes can allow me to produce work that I cannot wholly conceive before hand. As the work develops I am responding to it rather than directing it. There are some aspects which I influence – the direction of the light source, which areas to build up, what paper I choose and where I place it. Whilst some of the decisions are really quite instinctive others take more contemplation (the lighting for example) my overall feeling with the work is that it is almost in charge of me – I am just facilitating it’s making. The shape of the map is predetermined and the paper I receive is really just the luck of the drawer. This feels good to me, makes the process challenging and revelatory.
