A 1.45 x 1.45 meter canvas that was going nowhere removed from its stretcher and submerged in warm water for a few hours. Bathrooms a disaster area. Canvas liberated, though looks wrecked/distressed.
Salvaged the paper layers to be used else where. Most likely as filler in the paper recycling that I manage to miss about six times out of twelve annually. All part of the process of figuring out what it is that I want to say.

The Gulf Between Us and Them. That whole geopolitics, the worlds gone mad thing.

