Cut To Ribbons

These Scissors were at my Mums in the kitchen. It struck me how they were casually arranged in the tubular wooden block. So, as usual I had to photograph them (zzzz) and thought no more about it. Later I returned to the two or three photos I took and thought what I could include to expand the dialogue. I had some previously taken photographs of some bunting at a seaside cafe in Yarmouth. They were basically coloured strips of cotton flapping in the wind. I montaged three different angled shots and placed them in the background. I cropped the scissor photo and saturated the colours in the resultant picture.