I freely admit I’ve got a fetish.

Paper. I’ve managed to collect all kinds and use it in all sorts of projects. The texture, the color the smell, everything about it I find both stimulating and comforting. So much potential the blank paper canvas.

A few months back I’d procured a hundred or so sheets of aluminum, about A0 in size. Heavy and unwieldy it wasn’t the aluminum that really interested me but the proctective sheets of paper in between. I’m sure I’ll find a use for the aluminum in time but for now, I’ve taken a sheet of that glorious paper, crumbled it up, flattened it and repeated. The result is this lovely textural sheet that when the hard sunlight shines through gives a lovely silhouette.  Playtime.