The third and final piece I made from the rusted oil drum. Placed in front of the second earlier hanging art.
It never occured to me to wipe out any unused trace of a found object. Not as if such an insight is particularly noteworthy. But it does mean something to a thoughtful artist. It causes me to ponder any future objects I might create. No more waste allowed. Not in this studio.
Of course it harks back to more art historically significent works by, say, Picasso. When he made his famous bull's head by reassembling a bicycle seat and handlebars. He used every part. Not however every part of a found bicycle. Just two important parts. What happened to the rest of the machine? Dumped in a landfill?
A new rule for me: take a whole, common, everyday thing, and transform it into a whole, rare, artistic thing.