Aldi is a soul destroying place to be. It is badly laid out, the special offers are depressingly irrelevant and the staff are disinterested. BUT it does a smashing line in chocolate brioche which I am going to chomp on with coffee soon.
My fingers are numb at the ends from turning and cutting paper and the floor is covered in a thousand shreds of soft grey cartridge paper. As college comes to a close, with Final Project and End Of Year Show to come, I can look back and say I came a long way, but my journey with Art further education is done. I was accepted on a 2 year degree of Contemporary Art Practice but can't really afford to do it. Materials and trip are expensive and the chaos that comes with finishing projects (morning til night making things and glued to canvases and clay and paper) is not conducive to a healthy me. But I have set my shop up and will make papercuts for the love of doing it and pushing the medium, and get a sensible day job while doing a barbers course at night.
I'm halfway through cutting this delightful little wedding piece, gone through 15 blades and far too much chocolate. Hoping to finish today. Its the biggest most deatiled piece yet and I love working out the architecture of it. The wrong cut can make the whole thing fall apart.
Its a dance between scalpel and negative space.
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