Paper
Working through some weeks that summer with a great bag of ripped up newspaper I was exploring how to fill and use space. It didn't really mean anything but it had vague resonances with minimalism and Arte Povera.There was also the something interesting going on with the way the newspaper gradually was transformed into a softer, fibrous almost fluffy substance the more I worked with it.
It was all very fleeting and tenuous - the scraps of paper needing coralling and controlling where any movement threatened to scatter them like leaves.