It started with an orgy of cutting up magazines, and many have gone to the recycling, all but a page or two. Some pictures, the really resonant ones, have ended up in the sketchbook/scrapbook - the others are in a big box that might get sifted through now and then. And others are still lying about ...
One type of "imagined interior" is the forest - the deep, dark, Teutonic forest (my ancestors are German, after all) - a terrible place in fairy tales, though nowadays, or was it 20 years ago, one Sunday pasttime is to walk through the forest to a nice restaurant in the very middle, and have a jolly lunch. These two images are almost benign - it's not that dense growth. And at the bottom is a stamped response ... the sort of hedge that grew up to protect Sleeping Beauty -
Some other categories are the interiors (or contents perhaps) of vessels; the inside of a person's head (not always like Mark Quinn's self-portrait filled with his own blood); fruits and seeds and seeds and fruits; sculptures with visible holes, or hollowness; mirrored spaces.
And there are the interiors of things like vegetables. The stamping is not with a cabbage, but with a lettuce - variety, Little Gem.
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