I collect pictures, and the making's of collages: I cut them from magazine and newspapers and postcards and wherever else I can find them and trim them and glue them onto backing paper so they are not flimsy and they fill boxes or places on my wall.
I haven't counted yet, but I suspect there's over a thousand.
Some are so big that they won't fit in my scanner!
Sometimes I sit surrounded by paper scraps and clippings and slightly-sorted piles
and hold my favourite little images in my hands and simply absorb the colours and the lines and the strange way a piece of paper can actually emulate a living, human emotion.
I should show you my room sometime (in photos, of course) because it's quite magnificent.
But it's still a work in progress and if something is not perfect then nothing is right and then everything is wrong.
I'm a tad OCD.
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