I'm in an elimination phase...or...'erasure poetry' phase, if there is such a thing. Erasure poetry, I mean, not erasure poetry phase. I don't know why it developed. I don't know what came over me. I've done 'erasure' work before, just not for a while and not exactly like this.
I can see why the finished product would not be to everyone's liking. It is, after all, a picture of removal, of...covering up, rather than revealing. It is not destructive, but a form of construction. By erasing, what remains is the image of erasure in this instance. Another form would be the total blanking out of what was there. That too, is interesting, potentially. I may explore that later. Perhaps the logical steps are towards total erasure. Total blacking out may also be interesting if the paragraphs blocks are followed.
Eliminate The Traces begs to be the title of the book of erasures which I had no intention of making until using the phrase. Now it cries out to be used.
What remains is not nothing, of course, no matter the technique or approach used. I like the combination of black lines and typed over printed texts. I toyed with using ruled lines as I have done before but currently favour the freely drawn. I like the ragged finish; the imposition of the roughly drawn upon the precisely printed. Typed capital letters add another element, the third way between hand drawn and machine printed, the in-between. Type is mechanical but as any typewriter user knows, far from perfect due to inconsistency of weight applied hitting the keys and remaining ink in the ribbon. Ah, the joy of typing.
Be seeing you.
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