Driving along a motorway my vision is arrested by the plastic that gets caught up in the trees. I stopped and collected them, being careful to bring their ‘supports’ with them. I am not sure what i will do with them, maybe nothing, although there was a strong invitation to stitch into an area of plastic following the lines where the plastic was crinkled from the constant flapping and flailing. The exhaust from the traffic collected in theses crevices.
Made me think of a previous drawing that i made from the remnants of some work that had been attached to the wall with many blobs of BluTac. The thread that runs through.
