Eco Print on Watercolour Backing Board Sheet using Found Bramble Leaves, Eucalyptus, Found Japanese Red Maple

Eco Print on Watercolour Backing Board Sheet using Found Bramble Leaves, Eucalyptus, Found Japanese Red Maple

Another from a recent eco print batch. The paper ground is one of the layers from the cardboard backing that fell away, after the boiling process, from my eco printing experiment using watercolour board.

The wet cardboard fell apart into separate sheets. I peeled apart those that didn’t.

Cardboard is a conglomerate of sheets of paper adhered together usually with a starch adhesive. Here’s a link which explains in greater depth, without in any way striving to entertain, the making of cardboard.

I like the chalky (starch?) and archaic look of  the print above. Together with the indentations from stalks and other ghost prints, it looks like fossil remains. The stains around the edges are from the agrimony in which this batch of prints were dyed.

Yeh, so, Derrida? Well, I got this strange feeling when I was peeling those wet sheets apart. I almost expected to find things sandwiched between them. Definitely, I wanted to. When  later I used the sheets as grounds for the batch of eco prints that included this one, and was separating them after the boiling process, I missed one of the leaf sandwiches.

When I came across it later, I got the idea that it was my hope and expectation – my mind – that had created the find. It was like I’d slipped in time into the future to make the print that I’d come across later in the past. Another oddity in this, is that this phenomenon of slipping in time into the future seems also to have happened elsewhere a couple of times in the very recent past.

We like to watch University Challenge on TV. For non-UK viewers this is a quiz show between student contestants of universities/university colleges. So the questions relate to advanced levels of the whole spectrum of academic subjects.

Peculiarly, twice last week I answered questions correctly that were wrong. Uh? Yep. My right answers were wrong because I gave the right answer to the question that was going to be asked next. In the situation, this is a bit too extraordinary to call a coincidence. The following example (which are genuine UC questions) illustrates why:

1. In Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, what relation is the murdered Tybalt to Lady Capulet?   My answer would have been: Butane.
2. Alkanes are hydrocarbon compounds with only a single carbon bond. The first four members of the series are: methane, ethane (molecular model above), propane and which other? 
My answer: Potable.

My answer to question 1 (butane) was the answer to question two and my answer to question 2 was the answer to question 3.

(Incidentally, the above are the first three questions out of a short UC test of 10. I got 7/10 right – not bad for an old dame).

This oddity I made me think about how we access answers to questions when we go looking for them. Or access meaning. And peeling.

Derrida was an Algerian philosopher who developed Deconstructionism, also known as Post Structuralism, a method of interpreting text. Scholars are going to groan and possibly froth at the mouth here, but to me, in the proverbial nutshell, Deconstructionism means that the interpretation of text is a subjective matter.  And lo and behold, I find I’ve been deconstructing all my life. And not just text, though to a Deconstructionist, everything is text.

So, when I start feeling strange when peeling two sheets of wet paper apart, it’s like I’m on a walk and I’ve come to a crossroads where there’s a signpost. In this case, one of the signs reads: Peeling. So off I trot down the road to Peeling. And I come to Derridaville.

Tomorrow I might take the same walk, come to the same crossroads with the same signpost, and it will lead to another ville. I might even find myself in the meta-ville of Revealing. As peeling can equal revealing.

Deconstructionism would have us on a sort of Möbius Strip kind of walk. There is a constant, or meta-constant, however that Deconstructionism doesn’t embrace. The purpose of textual interpretation is to find one’s way home.  It might involve slipping time. I’d better read some Hawking.

Define home.

Somehow I have to manifest this in artwork. Poo! For now, it’s time I slipped into a cup of tea and a chocolate biscuit.




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4 Responses to Another Eco Print: The Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Slips in Time of Derridaville

  1. N Filbert says:

    Lovely entry. I just, embarrassingly recently realized how deeply I fit the folds and structures of the strain of “postmodernism” when I glanced at this terrain: I’m with you.


    • AnnIsikArts says:

      Well, we have to have our folds in which to retreat to lick clean our existential battle wounds. A postmodern burrow is as good as any other. Thanks for the Stanford link in which I happenchanced upon this, “For Derrida, written marks or signifiers do not arrange themselves within natural limits, but form chains of signification that radiate in all directions.” Switch ‘signification’ for ‘signposts’ and it looks like I might be plagiarising somebody. I identify fully, however, with Mr/Dr Bean, in the ‘Bean’ movie, in his final speech about Whistler’s Mother, ” … and my job is to sit and look at [pictures].” In my case, many are only in my head. And I follow any road that opens up. The road in this blog led me to Deconstructionism, which I enjoyed though I found it quite scary, for I found myself on not a road but a Mobius strip and I do believe in destination (not the endless deferral suggested in Deconstructionism). It is also scary to read your comment: “I’m with you,” as I hardly ever know where I am, frequenly herd myself off a cliff, and even, as you see, get lost in folds of time. Luckily, I have a magic boomerang. But you don’t mean exactly that of course. I find your writing stimulating, it spikes my fagocytes, to mix metaphors. Oh, and you gave me the answer as to how to turn all my speculation into artwork. The answer is ‘sandwich’. Thanks for reading. I look forward to bumping into you again, somewhere, somewhen. 🙂

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      • N Filbert says:

        “with you” was the refreshment of finding another or others “following any road that opens up,” and “hardly ever knowing where they are,” and “getting lost in folds of time [& space?].” And your (my?) answer is enlightening and compelling spinning out of your fingers… thank you for thinking-with-through

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      • AnnIsikArts says:

        I have never been thanked before for thinking. Thank you.

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