I  discovered records as a creative medium several decades ago… and I seem to return to them as I had many floating around and many that were never going to be played again. It seemed that everytime I would settle on a method or style it would lead me down another rabbit hole of improvisation. Paint, glue, bending, drilling. Suffice to say, there were infinite possibilities. Here are a few of the incarnations of the record.

And…off the record,  I will say I see no end in sight to the possibilities.