Composition No.2: One horizontal line
Composition No.2, the most familiar of Francisca’s Underlined compositions, is also the most personal. Absent of the printed lines that score so many of the other works, the only lines across these folds are that by hand – the inked words of the last Will of Miss Theresa Jones. Elaborately penned, with a care that has become lost in time, Francisca’s folds pause to respectfully remember through each hand-written word. The folded edges bleed with the red of grief and love, the expression of which doesn’t always come easily with words. The horizontal carries the haunting finality of drawing a line underneath something, yet Francisca’s line could also be a dash – the very symbol that carries our thoughts on, in memory or from this life to the next.