At the end of last week I was playing with recycling shopping bags. I had some vague plan of monoprinting leaves and also trying to reflect the mathematical sequences that occur in nature using it to make a fishbone/leaf fold book.
Ironing out the creases on the bags seemed to have left the paper brittle and the structure started to split on some of the score lines, like broken leaves. Somehow this fragility seemed to resonate with the events unfolding in France.
The way that more and more people (of all faiths and countries) responded to this outrage seemed to reflect the increasing number sequences I had been playing with.
So my leaves have been replaced by words and my numbers with pencils. For once it seems that a book is the right place to make a response.