when surface was depth

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.