Probably comes from my early days in New York in Art school, the garbage was rich. I kept my eyes open when I walked around.
Old habits. I found a little round frame down the hill last summer, put it aside. It resurfaced this week and I’m giving it a new surface. Pure fun.
I had an exhibition using all recycled, repainted, re-purposed frames a few years ago. they don’t sell well. Oh well. Still fun.
