In looking around for some paper today, I came across a study I did of my wife, Joy sitting on the couch. It wasn’t very good, so it became fodder for my crumple-fold-and-wet series. I washed off most of the image in the sink after insulting the paper with creases and crumples.
After squeege-ing the paper I made my marks based on ideas contained in the underlying image, which was mostly obliterated.

