June 15, 2012

Old New is the New New

Sometimes I carry pieces around with me on trips just never quite finding the right place. They sit in my bag, slouching their way to the bottom, collecting rips and creases. This piece is one of those where after making it I brought it to NY, Baltimore, San Francisco, even India but it was just too weird to impose on an innocent audience.

While driving through Arizona we pulled off to check out some abandoned mobile homes to wheat paste. Reaching into my bag I randomly pulled this one out again, it's oddness dulled a bit over time, and gave it a canary yellow home. I'm glad to finally see it out in the light of day.
An old one made new along the Navajo Trail.

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