Form... to formlessness... to form again. Leftover bits and pieces of experience that find their way to a new potential. A tactile symphony of water, wood, felt and pulp...
...making your own paper can be a rich almost transcendent experience.
It’s not just that the process takes old, mostly useless materials, and makes them useful again. It’s not only that disparate parts of daily life, from fabric scraps to pressed pants, marry and mingle in unusual combinations. And it’s not just that it’s fun... although it is.
It’s that with each pull of a paper mold through the pulpy water, all of the history and the memories held within the parts and pieces that make it up have another chance.
A chance to become something new... to find a new destination... to tell a new story...
... without losing any of the old ones.
...making your own paper can be a rich almost transcendent experience.
It’s not just that the process takes old, mostly useless materials, and makes them useful again. It’s not only that disparate parts of daily life, from fabric scraps to pressed pants, marry and mingle in unusual combinations. And it’s not just that it’s fun... although it is.
It’s that with each pull of a paper mold through the pulpy water, all of the history and the memories held within the parts and pieces that make it up have another chance.
A chance to become something new... to find a new destination... to tell a new story...
... without losing any of the old ones.