Day Fifty-Five/Image Fifty-Five

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

At this point, in my making of 100 collages, I was getting a little silly. A tiger dragging a shark out of the water? Confidently silly. Cats with fish in their mouths; Why can’t a tiger do the same with one of its own size?

Punchy, at this point, I had only ten to go, and I was really tired and under deadline. After all, the edges had to be painted (three coats of white), the pieces taken to the framer, the photographer to photograph them. Everything, in a series of 100. counting and counting them again. Endlessly counting them. Storing them, moving them on hand trucks in boxes, ten to a box, with each wrapped in bubble wrap. Unwrapping each time, for each procedure.

The photographer, Tom Meyer, who, by the way, did an excellent job, told me the hardest part of photographing these collages, was the wrapping and unwrapping of the bubble wrap. Tom returned some to me wrapped with bandaids. I never asked why. He had a hard enough time with my masking tape sticking and tearing the bubble wrap.