Study on hardback envelope
Working on old hardback envelopes initial marks sit in the middle of the surface. Painting up to the edge, my awareness of how I’m making a mark/line and how it relates to the surface / object changes. I’m now very conscious of the edges, of the thing-ness / rectangle-ness of the surface and of how the line I’m making sits in relation to and is confined by the edge.
And then of course I push it too far and what was working is now failing and flailing and in need of rescue. But this change in perception when I’m aware of and engaging with the edge of the surface is intriguing. Bumping up to the edge a potentially infinite world become finite.