This is a picture of battery steele flooded. We were walking down the tunnel when the sound of an engine reverberated inside getting louder and louder in the pitch black. I love this graffiti covered ruin. Another example of archival entropy. Inspiration to one who gravitates toward decay and detritus...and the passing of time, the mark or trace of those who have passed through.

Rachel and I mixed up a great batch of wheatpaste. I want to use it on things other than paintings in my studio.

I might be ready to bust a move.

And more here. These pieces were paintings but became surfaces to adhere the paper pieces down. Annette and I decided that was not working and so, of course we undid them at our last meeting, uncovering another treasure which needs attention, some more than others I don't really know what I am doing but I think I like it.

Not so much liking here
Something is telling me to scribble all over these.....

maybe smear them with plaster blocking off areas with tape prior....

left over panels back when wax was my friend, cardboard, caulking.