In the quest for examples of art to use at the workshop coming up at Summit ArtSpace this Saturday I finally got to the studio to make some this morning. I dearly love the thank-yous (my mother calls them bread and butter notes) my parents send me and decided a collage would be a good place to save them. So the content of this is personal: the man is my grandfather and the little boy is my uncle or dad, I'm not certain which because they looked alike, particularly when they were younger. And the birds, when it's about my father, it's about the birds too.
Yesterday was intake for Collage x 12 and that filled the afternoon. The show looks great and I hope to see many of you at the opening. Seeing Gretchen Beirbaum's 9 foot high collage is worth the trip alone. After we finished up there we took a short road-trip to Harris Stanton Gallery on W Market street to see Mindy Tousley's collages plus the other work they had there and that's another must-see when in this area. After being stunned by the beauty at the gallery we visited the bakery next door (now there is a dangerous combination, art and sugar) and my friends Gretchen and Chris celebrated a mini-pre-birthday for me!
I was witness to the poetry writing and drawing of a card on the Westside Bakery stationary. One of these is already gone, vanished, kaput and it's a wonder it lasted 5 minutes after I got home. I highly recommend everything in the bakery. So it was a perfect day. As Gretchen says, "Art and food are my favorite things!".