Nothing ever could.
Standing on the shoulders of Isaac Newton and Julie Andrews.
I love a good burn off. For the last few days I have been throwing canvases on the fire. The ashes this morning were full of fragile wafers, canvas fragments or the shells of them, so ephemeral they disintegrated on touch.
The contrast between the visual (canvas imprint) and the physical (empty carbon) was irresistible. I managed to float some onto an old canvas and secure them with spray fixative and lacquer.
Exquisite.
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