Mail art sent to Theresa (the letter project)
Looking at Dorothy Eisner, finding an old collage and rereading Barbara Haskell's Milton Avery book, and borowing Jane's Barbara Rae drawings, reminded me that working in all directions from a range of sources, life, drawings, photos, imagination, monotypes, collages is the way I always worked before. I have been feeling so serious and so self-conscious, mailart the only place I feel I really play or experiment. License. Didn't I do my MA thesis on that? And besides aren't women born to multi-task? In the midst of all this theorising I went to a talk by Daniel Sturgis at First Site in Colchester. Interesting but in a funny way dispiriting. Only response is to fill all the moments of doubt with frenetic making. So here is some 'bad art' or in process art that might be the stimulus for the next thing. Jeni, from UEA would be proud with my 'messiness' (Jeni thought I tidied up my thought process, revealing only semi-finished ideas in my journals). Perhaps suffering in public is the honest way. Or maybe I shoud have a continual bonfire ablaze?