Where Things Start

Last fall a friend was renovating her house and while the fellows taping and filling in the joints of the gyproc were working I took these photos. The men were making the most beautiful marks and patterns on the walls. Something I had previously overlooked. I loved the subtle color, the white on white as the filler dried. All would be covered over and lost when the walls were painted. These photos became the source material for the book "Why I Paint". As I put together the last book in my tiny edition edition of 5, it's  a pleasure to revisit where it all started.

Plaster marks