Have you ever had those moments where you realize all your habits? good and bad. maybe both?
I seem to be obsessed with paper and books; how they are made, what i could do with them and the possibilities they hold. Think it's starting to become unhealthy. Becoming a hoarder like the old women in labyrinth with all the junk on her back (above) But anyway! I'm really inspired by Kara walker and Eliza Mora. Beautiful work, but i always look back and wonder am i just fiddling with paper? is this actually amounting to anything other than the scrap of paper i was given at the start.
Maybe it's just what i think with all my work, whats the end product and was it worth it? like the quote from the film, girl next door "is the juice worth the squeeze?" will i always see my work as the scrap of paper i started with?
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