As I was preparing to experiment with oil paints on fridge doors, I wanted to sand a surface of a piece I wasn’t happy with , I wanted to recycle before wasting another fridge door. I was sanding with 320 paper very intensely and suddenly realise the patterns on the sand paper became increasingly interesting. I don’t know what it is, they’re like little black squares coveres with irridescent stars and dust, like bits of cosmos trapped in someting so mundane as sand paper. To be continued…
