61 x 71 cms 1995
I got the idea for this last perceptions/distance painting looking idly down at our own laundry floor, enclosed by the shapes of the freezer and door. I then spent a long time looking for just that box.
This was the first time I used that shiny pink curling ribbon. It is redolent of triviality, waste, parties, girly pink and shiny things. It reminds me of Eeyore's busted birthday balloon. It is one hundred percent Western consumerism. It's the closest I will allow myself to get to an object having an 'alternative meaning' but I don't believe you need to know all that to be able to accept it as some trivial pink thing in a composition. I don't think anybody would need a nasty little cardboard plaque alongside to explain the ribbon's metaphor. It is also great fun to paint, and such a relief from all the deadly serious stuff.