Working with photo paper has been a little secret of mine for years. Usually very small format. Because my regular adult day activities often get in the way of doing anything else, and because small format photo paper is “free” with the purchase of packets of standard printer ink, it has been a readily available un-intrusive support for my need of making traces, whenever this need has struck.
But what happens when a treasure trove of large format photo paper is satistfactorily abandoned to a humid basement. Buried. Just to see.
Looking like decay in the flat. The original colour images have disappeared, the photo paper has started its disintegration into the colours and the appearance is not unlike soil or landscapes.