Friday, July 26, 2013

Being Carried

Started with just a white sheet. Then I started looking for images to fill  the space. This page from a bird book captivated me: an egg being carried, then a chick being carried. AND I forgot to take note of the type of bird who does this! Actually it looks like 2 different birds. I will date this one on the back.
The scene started to tell me a story. That's just the way I like it. Actually the collage MUST tell a story.

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

I really need to start dating these on the back. I even have the date stamp already b/c I have usually just finished my daily Visual Journal Page which is date stamped.
This collage is about filling space. I have a tendency to leave a large open space in the middle of the composition. That opening appeals to me but I feel sort of guilty about it. I generally fill it in. One day I will be strong enough to let it stand. Or, rather, the composition will be strong enough to let it stand.
The words from the dictionary tell me that this collage is also about Birth. Somehow. I can see it....

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Its Tuesday morning & this collage has been finished since Saturday. I am uncertain about it for 2 reasons:
1. That's an octopus! Its a little unreadable unless one is octopus cognizant.
2. I've appropriated someone else's painting in the bottom corner & I was going to give credit but the info got misplaced on my very messy work space.
OR this might be an example of a collage that really should NOT have left the table & just tumbled in to the trash. I DO like to work them until resolution but sometimes that resolution can only mean trashcan.

Saturday, July 13, 2013

Walking the tightrope

This one is serendipitously wonderful in that I was able to use part of the tightrope walker image as part of the mouth on the Shadow-Man. When that happens with disparate images I feel like dancing around! AND then, it looks like the rope ladder is coming out of Shadow-Man's nose! Ha!

Thursday, July 11, 2013

This collage got a little scary for me when I saw that big net basket heading for the mermaid on the rock. I found the hand, nice & brown, short fingers as the interceptor; not the rescuer, but rather as the pause to question the action. And so it finished, I am not sure of the story's ending.

Sunday, July 7, 2013


This collage is probably more manipulated than most. I think its that powerful image of the chimpanzee that made me a little weak. And then the images of mouths just started coming together.