This is an archive of direction. Or more specifically an archive of the directional marks in the Borough Road collection.
Anybody who has painted knows of the breathless moment when the brush meets the surface.
Cut out, assembled and arranged according to direction, the process of categorising and re-archiving the lines gives a new room for these painterly moments to exist.
Collectivised and cut from any pictorial context but their own presence, the lines still seems to me to be powerful memories of the artists at work; their commitment, decisions and physical presence.