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have been replaced by words and my numbers with pencils.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.
