imaginaries

Thursdays in the printshop, I'm working on a series of imaginaries. A friend of mine here noted that I am often as attached to the imagination of a place as to the place itself, which I think is a fair analysis. It's a deeply personal and private way of relating to space. The prints I'm making are etchings with chine collée.

This is the Beeston imaginary: foxes, daffodils, beehives, cranes, and girls in toggle coats.