it´s a work in progress... today, after an incredibly hard three weeks of non-stop work i did a bit of work. not making art makes me very cranky, making it gives me peace.

i have no idea where this piece is headed but it looked completely different an hour ago and i´m liking how it´s looking now. this may be the type of piece that will not exhibit but without which the good ones would not exist.

i really liked adding the mail envelope i had saved from g´s last book goody bag, i think ken robinson´s book 'óut of our minds' came in it and also freire´s 'pedagogy of the oppressed'. it probably will not look like an envelope by the time i finish with it though... and that´s what i love about this type of work, all of those layers and effacing previous ones in the same way the passage of time does to our lives and memories. maybe this type of work helps me deal with that, the passage of time scares me because i think i´m disintegrating with it. but maybe, like this piece, each layer has it´s own beauty, it had a life but a new one will conver it and have its own life. and so on.