The background of this collage was made in May on a sunny veranda in Portugal. I was drinking water with lemon and ice. I had been invited there to do absolutely nothing. Is there anything I can do? I asked. No, absolutely nothing, they answered.
The foreground I had made some months before, in Amsterdam. The days were grey, and in the mornings you could listen to men and women scraping ice off their car windows. So I started imagining this sunny Mediterranean tree.
Recently I glued the two drawings together.
Today it’s October and I took my new winter coat out for its first walk. The coat is long and black and straight. If you look at my collage, and mentally replace those blue and green elements on top of the tree stam by a human head, you get an idea of what the coat looks like.
I once played a tree, in a school play. I was inside a paper tunnel from head to toe, my arms were sticking out of two holes. I was instructed to keep them up, pretending they were branches. After a while my arms became very heavy and I was getting rather warm. I had no lines in the play, being a tree was my only task. Many years later I discovered people do the same thing in yoga classes, in order to stimulate their blood circulations. Which works very well actually, more than any collage will ever be able to do. Yet that will not stop people from making them. Here you have another one: