I can't help my yearning to anthropomorphise when it comes to Robert Ridley Shackleton's cardboard-tape-mark collages. I see figures in caveman gesture. And then again it's landscape or even mustard or custard or a field of rape in a fleeting memory.
Robert seems to have systemised his beautiful collages since I last recieved one. I love the date and the back which helps me to imagine these in a series of cardboard club offerings.
I also appreciated getting a message from Robert! I sent him a DKult relic which he tells me he loved. Fair trade then.