My collages come in batches because I work on bunches at the same time. I leaf through magazines and calendars, and tear out things that go together. It always ends up being many piles, which then get arranged on paper and eventually glued down.
The core of this year’s collages was an article on vintage ladies’ dresses in an Antiques magazine. So the collages ended up being a bit of a staged fashion shoot.
Here come some more collages.
I think there will be at least one more batch to show before this round is over. As always, I get great amusement and satisfaction from playing with magazine images, making improbable juxtapositions that please my eye. Such a good way to play!
Collage party time!
I got to host my annual February collage party in person in my studio for the first time since Covid. It was a small gathering, just 4 of us, but a really lovely day.
I’ll post a photo of the group collage tomorrow. This is the only piece I more or less finished today but I’m pretty pleased with it. And mostly pleased to have had a solid chunk of art time with dear ones.
blockade runners.
This evening I had no inspiration and no desire to make a picture. I looked around me and saw a kneaded eraser that reminded me of a fat pigeon, so that’s what I drew. Must not be afraid to be goofy! That is a serious block to creativity. So, recognizing the green bird as a blockade runner, I gave them company – fish usually work for me as something to draw when I have no ideas, and the original Blockade Runner, a princess. Looking at the picture now, I’m seeing the team that opposes the gang of inner critics that kept me from calling myself an artist for most of my life, and even still now. Because really, I am just not serious enough for that title.
bug time
thinking about the gravitational pull of distant connections
Yes, I am still using most of my studio time to tie sticks together with twine.
Here are a few shots of Wrack, apparently approving of my efforts.
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