The Boiling Swan

More collage. It’s dangerous stuff. You cut out lots of words from newspapers, like William Burroughs assembling a blackmail note (imagine what his note would be like! IMAGINE!!!) and lots of pictures, and lots of people’s and animal’s heads from other pictures, and start jumbling them. If you’re dirty-minded like me, you notice that a snip of the scissors can turn “SCRAP” into “CRAP” and “SPEED” into “PEED” and “ARSENAL” into “ARSE”. Let’s not even talk about “SCUNTHORPE”.

Then you start shuffling, looking for connections, clashes, mind-bending wrongnesses. Sometimes a random juxtaposition just hits you between the eyes like a wad of chewing gum covered in iron filings, and you know you have to reach for the glue and make the connection permanent: