I’ve been feeling my way back towards an important but hard to remember understanding about play: that playing freely, without goals or purpose in mind, is essential for creative work. I’m not saying that its the only thing we have to do, but that it is a necessary part of creative process.
As an adult, one might feel like one is not allowed to structure in playtime, time for aimlessness. It does not seem to fit well with ideas like seriousness, the work ethic, and productivity. But I am bored with those ideas, I’m giving myself permission.
These cyanotypes are very little things (A5), made in a moment of play with a bit of leftover coated paper. The impulse may very well lead nowhere at all. Or there might be something, a thread to follow.