Josephine Dimbleby artist residency - later that day

The view that greeted some well-wishers when they tried to visit the new installation...








Dang wind had given my chrysalises a rough introduction to the outdoors. When I got there they was only a single strand of tape between them and oblivion.

Though I do wonder who would have found them if they had blown away... and what they could have imagined.

Also gets me in the mood for a tape person kite. I'm due to be taping a very pregnant friend of mine in the next few weeks. She'd make an awesome balloon.