Ode to baking paper, car seals, geometrical and lyrical abstract.
And so the story got started, baking paper. The baking in itself was already a narrative, generating magnificent drawings on the paper.
Passionately, captivated, I started putting the papers away, collecting them over the years. At times, they got in the way, couldn't find any storage places, some of them perishing during their calvalry.
For years, the papers would be gathering dust. Yet I knew that someday I would do something with them. The wood wouldn't glue; exasperation and resumptiom before finally gathering the baking paper from the wooden box. Creation got started.
Due to deficiencies in my old van (Paulette), I acquired car seals.