just a few lines from a Natasha Bedingfield song Unwritten.
The book is small (it was a leftover from something else). So few pages and I gave it the same treatment as a few of the other concertinas I worked on between Christmas and New Year 2025 – collaged words I had collected from home magazines (what a lot of collecting work!), pattern paper, other random collaged bits over an old acrylic work.
More details in the video.
and some stills.
