This has been one of the most technical and challenging 12″ x 12″ panels I’ve ever cut, on all sorts of levels. Every curve which loops back on itself is a tall order to do by hand. The rhythm and flow of a curve is an easy one to get wrong when cutting by hand so to end up with a whole panel of such shapes has been absolute mental torment.
Hearts are even more difficult to cut and yes there are a whole heap of those in here too. I think I counted thirteen altogether. This was not a conscious decision, none of it is, but I’m glad that I ended up with that amount. It feels symbolic, as something personal to me, to have those thirteen hearts. Once the paper is flipped over to reveal Bone’s brilliant photograph then they can mean whatever they like to the world and to the collaborative process of our Structured Chaos. Meanwhile what these hearts mean to anyone else is not my concern. The hearts on this side of the paper belong to me.*
There are no rogue nicks or blemishes here and any undulations in the widths of the remaining paper are deliberate. This panel is as close to perfection as I feel I am ever going to get. The blisters on my fingers have been totally worth it.
Want me to flip it over so you can see the photograph? No. Not yet. You’ll have to wait a while for us to reveal that one to you.*No I won’t discuss why it’s relevant here on this blog. If you know me well, and ask nicely, then I might tell you why.