Jay Block has created a tapestry of trashpo that is shockingly close to a series of drawings I have been making since the start of the year... but I suspect that it's just incidental that his torn paper scraps and found poetry look like necklaces and textiles. Even the colours sing in a way that reminds me of what I choose when I reach for colour. I am 'ntranced 'by his historic allusions too, George 1st , George 2nd, King George. But what I really love, maybe most, is the way Jay Block was
blocked. AND his islands, reminiscent of Christo's islands take me to Manhattan. Lets take the 59th street bridge across the river!
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