Perhaps a small format gives me more of a sense of control, but art for now is getting small and smaller. These are about 2 inches tall and each is about an inch and 1/2 across. I keep thinking these should be clearly labeled as a country, sort of an artistic geography.
A group of folks brought together by Michelle Surrena are working on a collaborative project with individual themes. Mine was the color red. This is the first work in my theme and I've already sent it along to the next in the queue.
This image of the virgin was cut out for a project and wasn't used. So she sat on my table, getting in the way, but who has the heart to toss all that medieval devotion into the waste can? I really have a problem discarding an image that has been (and still is) so venerated. Even the folds in the dress are lavishly intricate in that particularly Gothic fashion. When I found an old piece of fabric I'd worked on years ago they came together instantly.
Well, he's not blue, but most of the card is blue, so what the heck. One of these days I'll use up the yearbooks I've hoarded and I'll have to go looking for more. I'm in kind of a funk about collage lately so I've retreated into smaller formats. The presence of a large scale work is dynamic, but I have problems scanning and composing those. So small it is for awhile.
Sarah is up to her wonderful ways, sending me old photos that tell me to create a visual story about them. This is an example of one of the first. 1960's hope and aspiration are really a distant memory now.
This one may not be done......but it incorporates maps and pages and those stand in for the kind of measures and boundaries that contain culture. The images from medical books make a more perishable, fragile counter-point to what is supposed to be permanent.
I've been working on some more stitched pieces and haven't been attending to my one-a-day lately, ergo, not as many entries.
Last week I had to go in for a medical do-dah and was anxious about that so I decided to just move as the spirit directed. That meant journal work, but it also meant making realllllly small art in the form of faux postage. Inchies are hot, but I still love this form that saw a lot of mileage in the 1980s and 90s. This makes me retro
but very tiny art with no exact size limits is the kind of direction I go when I just want to have fun. Many of the faces are from yearbooks, the others are cut-outs from art history texts. Geezers from Ohio will recognize the state sales tax receipts, love the official sort of currency look of these.
Reading River Garden's posts about her vacation at a lake inspired me to include this shot of Lake Chatauqua. Colors have obviously been altered. This is a view from our cottage looking toward the Chadakoin River.