My porcelain slabs are yet to be fired, so I have been experimenting with the composition of the work at hand. I have decided that the black sheets of paper (right) will not be shown alongside the rest of this work as it seems arbitrary.
I am excited about this composition as an artwork on its own, detached from the aluminium and plaster sheets. It seems to exist as a infinite flow of information, a conversational vibration between the three sheets of paper.
