Further experiment on the decoupage.
I'm figuring out that I'm not simply interested in the shine from the day-glo paper onto the white surface, and have begun to combine this transient quality with the heavy application of intrusive, brightly coloured paint.
a good friend once gave me a book entitled "the 90's, when surface was depth" and now I feel sad that I can't use that title here.
It's scary for me, to make something so aesthetically motivated. It's been such a long time since I really thought about the way I want things to look (rather than the way they should function or behave) that the construction of this work has felt really frustrating and alien.
I think I've reached a point with it though where I don't mind other people looking at it.
So I suppose it's a success.
