My personal journals are a chest of gifts:… I just open
the book and each page either informs my journey or it’s torn out of its
binding, then torn into quarters and added to a collection of materials
for a large painting collage in which each scrap is glued to Belgian
linen with acrylic paint as the adhesive.
All
doors open, thanks in part to John Cage, for ‘chance operation’ guiding
the work to its finish, It’s closure, e.g. possibly burning off any
loose edges of paper that have escaped the glue, ashes falling to
gravity, tracing my autobiography —
Tom White, Swansong Perhaps 28 September, 2023
