Some weeks ago I was browsing in a very splendid Penzance bookshop - Barton Books - and saw this box of postcards. As a child I was drawn to boxes full of colour - my brother had a box of colour-coded wooden measuring tools that I remember vividly. After a few weeks of thinking about the box of postcards I went back to buy it and it had gone, but an order was placed for me. Some more weeks have passed and I have opened the box, shuffled and sorted the cards a number of times and replaced them. Last night I came up with a plan. It is the juxtaposition of colours that intrigues me, one colour seen through another. So, I thought I could cut irregular holes in the cards so that when shuffled they would find their own combinations. I once made a hole through an Alice in Wonderland notebook by burning each page in turn. This box is now contained in a large frame of personal memorabilia.
I am starting a new journal of phrases associated with colour observations made on my daily walk. I will write the date and phrase on the message side of the relevant postcard and cut out the closed shapes made by the text as I have in my recent paintings. The process will be complete once every card has been pierced in this way. I anticipate eventually having to search for colours that haven't been 'taken' early on in the process.
I am interested in things and processes that are often overlooked or spurned as irrelevant. In 2006 I began working an allotment in Derbyshire that became my field for research and working the ground has been important ever since.