the thought of an alcove

This came together over a longer period. I would come back to the collection on my studio floor day after day and it was never quite right. I would leave it, change it, and then see I had returned to what I had done before! I knew the parts could work, but it was not forseeable how. The bit with the metal handle was integral, but where ever I put it, the nails poked out too significantly, or made the whole thing become ungainly, and the addition itself was lost. I feared altering the parts, as they lose their sense of self with too much tampering. Eventually though, and I could not believe it, placing it on top of the board I was sure I'd keep clear, worked. I had the thought of an alcove in the middle of it all, and I think this is what convinced me I could find more than just enough wriggle room.

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