Monday, December 28, 2015
I am standing in a hotel lobby, waiting for the elevator when I see some art on the wall that catches my eye because it uses paper in an interesting way and I am always attracted to art that uses paper, handmade or otherwise. There are broad strokes of black ink on the page and then torn pieces of paper attached so that it creates depth and shadows. I am intrigued. I consider it. I look closer. I stand back. Then I read the placard that says it has been created by a 5th grader. Doh!