6 April 2026
In my house there are two red handprints made out of some kind of resin that are stuck to the interior face of the glass door that opens to the backyard. They were there when I moved in and are probably part of a past Halloween decoration—seems like they're meant to appear as bloody, because they have oscillating bottom edges that I think are meant to imply dripping. But on the contrary, their slight three-dimensionality gives them a stagnant, low relief sculptural feeling. Like they're growing out of the glass. And there are little air bubbles and material inconsistencies inside the resin that refract light in subtle and complex ways when the sun hangs over the backyard fence and shoots into the house (happening more and more this time of year). Embarked on painting one of the prints today and found it to be a lovely way into working. Have been looking at Paul Klee's India ink and watercolor View of a Mountain Sanctuary (1926) this week, and while its questions around seeing might be primarily connected to vantage point more than anything else, his linework in it is still informing the way I'm approaching the subject's relationship to its environment, or the background's relationship to the foreground, or the relationship between touch and sight. Especially as it relates to the handprint/hand stencil as an ancient symbol.