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Essence?

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I finished this piece over a month ago, but have had some issues with getting things photographed due to my camera not working and the weather not cooperating (to say the least!). It's hard for me to describe what this piece is about, so I'll just say it's about essence. I was going to title it Between the Veils, but maybe Essence would be a better title.




ingredients: vintage book cover, pages, and spine; image transfer, drawing, collage, stitching, feathers, watercolor pencils



Bone
by Mary Oliver

1.

Understand, I am always trying to figure out
what the soul is,
and where hidden,
and what shape
and so, last week,
when I found on the beach
the ear bone
of a pilot whale that may have died
hundreds of years ago, I thought
maybe I was close
to discovering something
for the ear bone

2.

is the portion that lasts longest
in any of us, man or whale; shaped
like a squat spoon
with a pink scoop where
once, in the lively swimmer's head,
it joined its two sisters
in the house of hearing,
it was only
two inches long
and thought: the soul
might be like this
so hard, so necessary

3.

yet almost nothing.
Beside me
the gray sea
was opening and shutting its wave-doors,
unfolding over and over
its time-ridiculing roar;
I looked but I couldn't see anything
through its dark-knit glare;
yet don't we all know, the golden sand
is there at the bottom,
though our eyes have never seen it,
nor can our hands ever catch it

4.

lest we would sift it down
into fractions, and facts
certainties
and what the soul is, also
I believe I will never quite know.
Though I play at the edges of knowing,
truly I know
our part is not knowing,
but looking, and touching, and loving,
which is the way I walked on,
softly,
through the pale-pink morning light.

Ephemeral

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Often I am struck, and deeply touched, by how willing some people are to share their inner life with their blog readers. When I read posts such as Jude Hill's'As a child I was very afraid', or Denise of grrl+dog's 'My Dad as a Voodoo Doll', I feel I have been given a gift.  A gift of trust. After all, how could you put yourself out there like that without a great amount of trust that someone would read it with an open mind, without making judgements? How can they trust that anyone is even interested in their most private, personal stories? These people, I think, are very brave.

I often feel that no one wants to know about my real feelings, as if even friends and family members are only thinking of what they want to say next instead of actually listening while I blather on. And this may well be the case. But sometimes I think that maybe I should try to be brave, especially when something happens in my life that makes it hard for me to carry on as normal. The death of someone very dear to me, who has always been there to love and support me since the day I was born, certainly qualifies as one of those events.



Ephemeral
ingredients: vintage book covers, vintage ephemera such as stamps, book pages and handwritten notebook pages, ribbon, lace, vintage game piece, monotype, stitching



I made this piece two days after my grandmother's funeral.  It seems that making art is my way of processing things.

About being brave - I'm not very good at it.


The Summer Day 
by Mary Oliver


Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-- the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down--
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?



Searching for RoyGBiv: GREEN

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I'm not feeling very wordy today, but let me just say that "GREEN" came around at the perfect time. 

After an extended period of WHITE...


and GRAY,



 GREEN is popping out all over at long last!



 The beautiful bright baby green of new leaves budding out...



 the soft bluish-green of lambs' ears peeking through the ground...



 the new shoots on a little pine tree, reaching for the sky...



 cattails and tiny water plants,


surrounded by freshly fallen petals...



and, as always, the fresh, soothing green of the Kinneyconnick Creek!




For even more GREEN adventures, check out the blogs of our Searching for RoyGBiv hostesses, Jennifer Coyne Qudeen and Julie Booth, where you'll find links to the greens of other Search participants!





Blueprint for Enlightenment II

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Blueprint for Enlightenment II
ingredients: vintage book cover, vintage ephemera, woodblock prints, image transfer, Derwent Inktense watercolorpencil,vintage game pieces, metallic gel pen

I had lots of fun with this piece, just allowing myself to play with materials without giving much thought to what it all means.  I called it Blueprint for Enlightment II, mainly because the bright blue pencil I used reminds me of the color in a cyanotype/blueprint, and because the drawing is of the Tibetan Buddhist bodhisattva Avalokitesvara. He is often depicted woth 1000 arms and 11 heads, but I left off most of the arms as well as some of the heads in my version.


"According to Mahāyāna (Buddhist) doctrine, Avalokiteśvara is the bodhisattva (enlightened being) who has made a great vow to assist sentient beings in times of difficulty, and to postpone his own Buddhahood until he has assisted every sentient being in achieving Nirvana.... [The Chinese version of] this bodhisattva is variably depicted as male or female, and may also be referred to simply as Guanyin." (Wikipedia)




"It is said that the personification of perfect Compassion, Avalokiteshvara (Guanyin) Bodhisattva (a great being who aspires to help all sentient beings be free of suffering before entering the bliss of Buddhahood), in the beginning of His/Her Bodhisattva career of helping sentient beings, vowed that "Should He ever become disheartened in saving sentient beings, may His body shatter into a thousand pieces." This might seem extreme, but it was symbolic of His overwhelming great Compassion and determination.

One day, while helping beings in a higher realm, He looked down into the hells which He had emptied through the teaching of the Dharma, and realised, to His dismay, that countless beings were still flooding into them. In a moment of exasperation, He became so disheartened that true to His vow, His body shattered in great agitation and despair. Despite this, He did not just give up — His consciousness beseeched the Buddhas for help. Of the Buddhas who came to aid Him, one was Amitabha Buddha, who became His Guru (personal teacher) Buddha. With the Buddha's miraculous powers, He attained a new form — one with a thousand helping hands of Compassion coupled with the eyes of Wisdom in each palm. With this, He renewed His vow to saving not just limited sentient beings, but all sentient beings." (Buddhist Studies)







Collage as an Art Form

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There is just something about collage; I'm not sure if I can really find the words to explain why, but it continues to fascinate and mesmerize me like nothing else.  Is it because of the juxtaposition of disparate elements?  How do things that came from such different sources manage to look so right when glued next to one another? It seems very mysterious, almost magical at times, like some weird form of alchemy.  In short, it defies logic.

I believe that magic is art and that art, whether it be writing, music, sculpture, or any other form is literally magic.  Art is, like magic, the science of manipulating symbols, words, or images, to achieve changes in consciousness.      ~ Alan Moore


Don't Put All Your Eggs in One Basket

Making collages, however, at times seems a lot more difficult than it should be, at least to me. It's something of a challenge for me to coax those elements from diferent times, places and applications into looking as if they magically go together. I like a challenge, though, which is probably one of the things that drew me to collage in the first place. Others, however, appear to do it effortlessly. Those are the artists I'd like to focus on in this post.

Collage is an artform that has really come into its own in recent years, with the growing popularity and ever-widening diversity of mixed media art. I think it's important to note that collage has gained much credibilty and respect considering that it is an artform that began only 100 years ago.


Still Life with Chair Caining - Pablo Picasso

Picasso and Braque were the first to coin the term 'collage', which comes from the French word for glued paper, 'colle'. Picasso used collage in his oil paintings, fragments of news print which were meant to reference current events. No one is sure which of them was first to make a collage, but both began sometime in 1912.

Art, in itself, is an attempt to bring order out of chaos.   ~ Stephen Sondhiem


Merzbild-Rossfett - Kurt Schwitters

"[Kurt] Schwitters introduced the use of collage as a snapshot of the everyday. He integrated scraps of cardboard, bits of text, and ticket stubs found in the street, their juxtapositions emblematic of life’s chance encounters." (From Cut and Paste to Action Montage: 100 Years of Collage History)



Romare Bearden

Romare Bearden was another artist who did much to advance the use of collage as a primary form of artistic expression.



The great post-impressionist /fauve painter Henri Matisse did an entire series of collages when he was  confined to bed later in life due to poor health. These pieces were combined into a gorgeous book called Jazz.



collage on linen by Rex Ray

Graphic designer Rex Ray sometimes uses collage to solidify designs before they are made into fabric, rugs, etc.




One of my favorite collage artists is Fred Otnes.  The link here leads you to a beautiful book about Otnes written by Jill Brossert, which I happen to own and highly reccommend.

Fred Otnes




White Flag by Lance Letscher


Helicopter Ride by Lance Letscher




Cecil Touchon

I love how Cecil Touchon  uses the positive and negative shapes of letters to form these gorgeous abstract compositions.

It is the function of art to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. The writer shakes up the familiar scene, and, as if by magic, we see a new meaning in it.   ~ Anais Nin




Hollie Chastain's work is so emotional and nostalic in mood. And, what is even more fascinating to me personally, she often uses old book covers as substrates.

Science Fair by Hollie Chastain





Michael Waraksa's detailed collages often incorporate maps - a material near and dear to my own heart.




Kayli's Wave by Matt Cusick

Collage artist Matt Cusick constructs his very complex and detailed collages completely from pieces of maps.

Bonnie by Matt Cusick




 Missing Pieces 2012-3 by Lisa Hochstein


Parts of Speech 8 by Lisa Hochstein




Derek Gores


Art, in itself, is an attempt to bring order out of chaos.   ~ Stephen Sondhiem


Of course, these are only a few of the many exciting and inspiring artists working in the medium of collage.  To see more brilliant collages by a wide variety of contemporary artists, try Randel Plowman's book, Masters CollageThe Art and Craft of Collage by Simon Larbalestier provides a fascinating look at innovative collage techniques.  Another favorite of mine is Collage, Assemblage, and Altered Art: Creating Unique Images and Objectsby Diane V. Maurer-Mathison; it has been a great source of inspiration for me.



Eunice Parsons

This video about 96 year-old collage artist Eunice Parsons is well worth watching; unfortunately, I could not get it to embed, but if you click on the link, you won't be sorry.  I so want to be 96 years old someday, sitting on the floor of my studio, ripping up and gluing paper!  What could be better than that?






The Dharma and the Dao

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This piece took form very organically, though it probably doesn't look like it. I had this figure from an earlier work that had just never worked out, and I really didn't think it was likely that I'd ever find a use for him. I copied him from an ancient Chinese or Tibetan medical drawing (minus a bunch of the tiny pathways), showing the pathways of energy movement through the body. Apparently they saw the human energy/astral body as having only five chakras at that time; I represented 4 of these as flowers and one as a butterfly. (Later I added the crown chakra in the form of a stitched 'star'.)

 Anyway, I had cut out the eastern hemisphere from a vintage atlas and ended up not using it on the previous piece; somehow they ended up together, and I thought, well, maybe... Then I remembered the moon I had cut out for something else. They looked alright together on the ledger cover I had just taken apart, but it was pretty boring., and seemed too large for the narrow cover. I then played around with the idea of placing the ledger cover on top of a larger one, but the only one that was really large enough was, well - a LOT larger.

Now I had the opposite problem - what to do with all that empty space. I decided that since the design was very centered and simple, it might be best to stick with that, and also to continue with the circle motif. Oddly enough, I immediately opened one of my map drawers and found this beautiful semi-circular piece of a star map that was just the right size.  When that happens, I figure I've got to go with it; I cut out a piece of  a topographical map the same size for the other side.

Whenever I see a design that's very balanced and symmetrical, I think of yin and yang, and the dao.  With this piece, I began to see the left side, which is marked off in regular and specific increments, as the more civilized, regimented part, associated with learning to do things a certain way.  The right side became for me the side of nature, unpredictable and meandering, like the rivers I stitched. So the left side was the dharma - the Buddhist teachings, while I have always connected Daoism with nature. I have always seen Buddhism and Daoism as being quite compatable, and many of their philosophies seem to overlap.  One idea common to both of them is that everything is connected, part a whole. I wanted to emphasize that humans are part of that whole by having the stitched lines on both sides leading into the circles on the figure.

The edges were empty, so I chose two different types of characters to embellish them with: Tibetan letters with instructional arrows to represent the teachings (dharma), and very early primitive Chinese characters to represent the dao (nature) side. This piece is very logical compared to most of my work, and so I felt the title had to be The Dharma and the Dao.  My other possible choice was Toward the One.  What do you think?




“The Formless Way
We look at it, and do not see it; it is invisible.
We listen to it, and do not hear it; it is inaudible.
We touch it, and do not feel it; it is intangible.
These three elude our inquiries, and hence merge into one.

Not by its rising, is it bright,

nor by its sinking, is it dark.
Infinite and eternal, it cannot be defined.
It returns to nothingness.
This is the form of the formless, being in non-being.
It is nebulous and elusive.

Meet it, and you do not see its beginning.

Follow it, and you do not see its end.
Stay with the ancient Way
in order to master what is present.
Knowing the primeval beginning is the essence of the Way.” 
― Lao Tzu (Daoism)




The Heart Sutra  (Buddhism)

...form does not differ from emptiness;
emptiness does not differ from form.
Form itself is emptiness; emptiness itself is form.
So too are feeling, cognition, formation, and consciousness.
Shariputra, all Dharmas are empty of characteristics.
They are not produced, not destroyed, not defiled, not pure;
and they neither increase nor diminish.
Therefore, in emptiness there is no form, feeling, cognition, formation, or consciousness;
no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, or mind;
no sights, sounds, smells, tastes, objects of touch, or Dharmas;
no field of the eyes up to and including no field of mind consciousness;
and no ignorance or ending of ignorance,
up to and including no old age and death or ending of old age and death.
There is no suffering, no accumulating, no extinction, and no Way,
and no understanding and no attaining.
Because nothing is attained,
the Bodhisattva through reliance on Prajna Paramita is unimpeded in his mind.
Because there is no impediment, he is not afraid,
and he leaves distorted dream-thinking far behind.
Ultimately Nirvana!






BLUE!

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BLUE is...

 the James River in Richmond, Virginia on this particular day in October...



 The clear sky on a fall day at Shabo Mekaw...



The cystalline water of a Rocky Mountain lake reflecting the beautiful azure sky...



Don't Forget to Breathe...



 One of my favorite early spring flowers,


the tiny and delicate bluet...



and last but not least, this Rocky Mountain beauty...



Please visit the blogs of Jennifer Coyne Qudeen and Julie Booth, our wonderful 'Searching for RoyGBiv' hostesses, for links to lots more blue!



Ephemeral II

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When it's over, I want to say all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

When it's over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.

I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.

I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.     

~ from "When Death Comes" by Mary Oliver



Ephemeral II
ingredients: vintage book cover, antique photograph, vintage/antique ephemera, vintage buttons, acrylic ink, pencil, artist pens, vintage textiles, pin, lace, leaves, feather





Ask the questions that have no answers.
Invest in the millennium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.
Say that the leaves are harvested
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.


from "Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front" by Wendell Berry












Fragments of Memory

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New work:


Fragments of Memory
ingredients: vintage book cover, various vintage ephemera(book page, post cards, notebook scrap, envelope, dress pattern), vintage textiles, image transfers, colored pencil drawings, pressed flowers, glass, stitching




Fragments

My eyes are not a camera
my ears cannot hold
the sounds
they slide by
like flashes of light
through the window of a speeding car

Between one fragment
and the next
the spaces are
half filled in with 
imagination

and the other half - ?




Don't ask me where the poem came from. The other half, maybe?



Back to Shabo-Mekaw

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We hadn't been to our beautiful get-away out in the country for some weeks, mostly because we were busy with this:


....scraping and painting the house (which isn't finished yet),

and this:




 ...planting and tending the gardens (which is ongoing in summer months).



 We also got a new roof, and all new windows on the house.


But despite the fact that many things still need to be done, and will for some time, we decided to go out to Shabo-Mekaw the last two weekends.


Luckily, everything there is fine, and looks as beautiful as ever.





 We spent some time cutting and fitting oak boards, cut from our own downed trees, for the log cabin floor and upstairs walls.



 One day, the dogs and I took quite a long hike, from one end of the island...


 ...to the other. The far end of the island was very overgrown, so I thought I'd come back up the other side of the creek, which proved to be probably just as difficult.

Some stuff we saw:

















If you want to find out more about Shabo-Mekaw, click here, here, here, here and here.


Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!




Where I've Been

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If you haven't seen me around blogland lately, it's because I was on vacation in Sarasota, Florida! In keeping with the solemn tradition of vacationers throughout time, I now feel obliged to bore you with my vacation photos.  Lucky for you, since this is a blog, you are free to ignore them if you wish! If you do choose to peruse them, I hope you enjoy!


The water at Siesta Key really did appear to be this strange but lovely shade of green...


... which made the sky seem almost purplish by comparison. When you got in it, though, it was so clear you could easily see to the bottom.


There were lots of unfamiliar seabirds...





... but most wouldn't let me get close enough to photograph them.


You could see their little footprints all over the beautiful white sand beach...














My self-portrait on the beach...




Stay tuned for more vacation photos in the next post - I actually went to some places that are not the beach, such as Selby Botanical Gardens and the Dali Museum!

I hope everyone is having a great summer!





Where have I been? The Dali Museum

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While I was on vacation, I visited the Dali Museum in St. Petersburg, Florida, which houses the largest collection of Dali's works outside Europe. The building itself was quite amazing.



 Looking down at the cafe from atop the spiral staircase...


Looking out...


Looking up...


 They had an exhibit about illusion which was really interesting; it explained why close up this is a painting of Dali's wife Gala...

... but from far away it's the face of Abraham Lincoln...


...and why this painting on the floor looks like a skull when reflected in the curved column.


Look carefully at the sculpture... (click to enlarge)...


The museum has 7 of Dali's 18 masterworks. I had no idea these paintings were so huge; you could stand in front of one all day and still not see everything that's in it.


I can't even explain to you how much is lost in reproductions of these pieces - just the colors alone show nothing of the depth and shading of the originals...


I was in awe. If you're anywhere near the Tampa/St. Petersburg area, the museum is well worth seeing.









I couldn't resist including these photos of Dali - such a character!




Just for Fun

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Since my mind is kind of stuck in the surrealism mode, related to thinking about the Dali Museum, I thought I'd share something I did recently. I always thought it would be fun to try one of those magazine cut-out collages, you know?  Before I left for vacation, I was playing around with some things that were laying around, and came up with this strange little collage. Enjoy!


The Cow Jumped Over the Moon?         7.75 x 4.25 inches





Where I've Been, part 3

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While vacationing in Florida, I couldn't help but be struck by the difference in vegetation. The plants that people in Florida routinely grow in their yards are what we in Kentucky might refer to as 'extremely overgrown houseplants.' The huge tropical plants, palm trees, and Spanish moss-strewn live oaks strike me as otherworldly. I also took a trip to Selby Botanical Gardens while I was in Sarasota, and thought you might like to see photos of some of my favorite flora.


 The front yard of the lovely home where I stayed in Sarasota...



 ...views of the garden...



 ... with its fantastic intertwined trees...


... and peaceful gurgling fountain.


Another couple of highlights...



 ... from my hostess's yard...



 I would so love to be able to grow plants like these at home!






 Live oaks and other plants...


 ...across the street...



 A nearby tree...


 ... whose red-orange blossoms always seemed to glow in the sun...



The canal at the end of the street.





 Selby Botanical Gardens was just gorgeous...



 ... so much to see...



 ... though I neglected to write down their names...



 I did find out that this is a 'little blue heron'...








 This sago palm was unbelievably huge...







 The koi would actually come up to edge of the pool...



 and allow people to pet them...








 It was like being in a very well-kept...



... tropical rain forest...



...complete with over-sized pitcher plants...



... and  beautiful blooms everywhere.



 The oddest were these corpse flowers. The larger bud here is about 4 feet tall, and they're said to smell like rotting meat when open...



 ... which, at the time, they were not.


 Have a great week, everyone! I hope you enjoyed my plant tour!




Paradox II

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Quantum Theory forces us to see the universe not as a collection of physical objects, but rather as a complicated web of relations between the various parts of a unified whole.
                                                                                                     ~ Fritjof Capra, The Tao of Physics


Things derive their being and nature by mutual dependence and are nothing in themselves.
                                                                                                         ~ Nagarjuna (Buddhist philosopher)



Paradox II
ingredients: vintage book cover; vintage book pages, stamps, and other ephemera; vintage typewriter keys and game piece; pencil drawing; image transfers; watercolor pencils; gold oil crayon



In Eastern mysticism, the universal interwovenness always includes the human observer and his or her consciousness, and this is also true in atomic physics. At the atomic level, 'objects' can only be understood in terms of the interaction between the processes of preparation and measurement. The end of this chain of processes lies always in the consciousness of the human observer.
                                                                                                          ~ Fritjof Capra, The Tao of Physics



Like the Eastern Void, the 'physical vacuum' - as it is called in field theory - is not a state of mere nothingness, but contains the potentiality for all forms of the particle world.
                                                                                          ~ Gary Zukav, The Dancing Wu Li Masters



If you're interested in these ideas, here's some further explanation:









Something to think about, right?




Play Time: Word Game

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I've always wanted to keep a sketch book of daily drawings. I did this when I was in school, because sketchbooks were usually a course requirement. While working as a substitute teacher, which I did when my children were still young, I also had time to do this, often drawing in class while the students worked. But since starting my full-time teaching career, I just don't seem to be able to fit it in, as those few precious free moments are spent working on more 'finished' pieces.

So, lately, I have played around with the idea of doing a daily - or, more realistically, weekly - collage sketchbook, where I do small collages taking no more than half an hour or so. Just to play with ideas, to experiment.  I started with "The Cow Jumped over the Moon?", and then tried one that was mostly text.  I call it "Word Game."


Word Game                4.5 x 4.5 inches


I  hope to do this as a weekly feature here. I think giving ourselves some "play time" is important, don't you?



Roy G Biviolet

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Violet is the color to find for this month's Searching For Roy G Biv, hosted by Jennifer Coyne Qudeen and Julie Booth.  Here are a few of the violets I found:



 wood violets - A bit literal, it's true, but no one can deny they're violet - by definition!



Book of Dreams, second page spread (monotype with mixed media)



downy lobelia



untitled watercolor



passion flower



The Blood Dimmed Tide (monotype with mixed media)



cat mint



Check out all the other violet posts by clicking the links here or here. Enjoy!




News: Art After Hours and Book Cover

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I have some good news to share!  First, my work appears as the front cover illustration of the Spiritual Naturalist Society's Year 1 Anthology, which has just been released.  I'm very excited to have my work associated with this organization.  The book is available through lulu right now in both print and e-book versions, but will soon be available from Amazon.






Secondly, I'm happy to announce that I will be participating in the Campbell County Library's Art After Hours, which will be at the Fort Thomas Branch this year. This is a really fun event where local artists have a chance to show their work to the public. There is musical entertainment as well as food and wine, and all proceeds go to the library. I hope that any of you who are local will have a chance to come and join us.






Hope to see you there!

Weekly Quick Collage: Pink Dress

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Pink Dress                5.25 x 5.25 inches


Not a very creative title, I guess, but here is my second weekly collage. Everything I used in this one is vintage, except for the peach and green swirly design, and everything was found on my art table at the time.  It's pretty amazing what can be found in my current mess at any given time; even more surprising because I do usually clean up between each piece - otherwise I would never be able to find anything! Sometimes the sheer proliferation of "stuff" makes me want to go back to just painting, instead of working with mixed media. Does anyone else ever feel that way?




Weekly Quick Collage: Entradas

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Again, all the materials came from the mess on my work table.

Entradas
ingredients: vintage map, notebook page, ledger page, school writing tablet page, and book pages; vintage lace; magazine cutout




I wanted to share this song by Jason Isbell, my new favorite singer-songwriter. Take a listen, if you're interested; his lyric are pure poetry.





Hope you enjoy!



p.s. Thanks to a comment on the last post, I figured out what was bothering me about Pink Dress, and took a stab at fixing it. Thanks to Jo Murray for noticing that the bright new swirl was out of place with the vintage papers. I really do appreciate constructive criticism, because it can help us immensely, if our aim is to become better artists. I sometimes wish we bloggers could do more of this, as it's nice to have another critical eye on your work besides your own.  So, I covered the swirl with part of an old bible page, and added some stamps, and I like it much better now. See what you think:

Pink Dress




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