I'm not sure I've got anywhere with previous efforts this year when coming home with hundreds of frames hoping to merge them into something that has some vitality and wavers between specificity and a rippling patina. Anyway, today, after two hours circling my way around stacks of metal (rebar, and I-beam), a mountain of wood and one of concrete rubble, I have a further stash of 650 frames to look through. I keep having a feeling it's the use of lines that is the key as subtle colours seem to just blend into a soup.
