A while back I was asked to make some art on a piece of currency for an exhibit. I agreed and the organizer sent me what I think was an old Russian banknote.
On an impulse I decided to burn the money. Because I thought that said something about my relationship to money.
Of course after burning the money I had to figure out how to make a new piece out of it.
So I made a crude stencil of the very elaborate print on the face of the note based on a photo of the bill. Then using glue and the ashes of the burned money I glue the ashes back to a piece of canvas the same size as the note.
There was a corner of the note left unburned and I glued it to the canvas and wrote on it “some things can’t be undone”
I suppose I was trying to say something about the finality of certain decisions and also the liberation of that sort of finality. There is something wonderful about decisions that can not be reversed. The futility of an attempt to do so can be a valuable lesson to live by. The destruction of one thing can force the creation of something new. I think this is how life often evolves.