Unassumingly blending into the windswept sand dunes where the Manawatu Estuary meets Cook Strait, the sculptural remains of a half-read historical novel lay open to the elements.
Between taking in the big skies and enjoying the shadows cast by the late afternoon sun I nearly missed the half-buried book. Camera in hand I attempted to capture the scene. It intrigued me. The worn pages held more than the story written there.
With no inkling at the time on how I might use the images or the handful of pages I rescued they have now been useful for this exhibition, Unchartered Waters – experimental printmaking . Some impressions have been made on bamboo paper and others directly onto the pages of the book.