Showing posts with label collage and painted face. Show all posts
Showing posts with label collage and painted face. Show all posts

Friday, March 13, 2015

journal page, handmade stamps and collage papers



choose your companion wisely when 

traveling through the desert



ink and acrylic




since january i have done a painting a day

through february.  it was so enjoyable that 

i have continued.  i am also taking the amazing and generous

misty mawn's online workshop, art entwined.  i have taken her

workshops for three years now.  she always offers more

than you can wish for and from it a supportive online

community of artists collect to share.

 i will be posting some of the

pieces in the next few weeks.




acrylic a la andy warhol, self portrait



collage using a copy of an original painting



have a lovely weekend.

it is unseasonably warm here 

in southern california.  today in the 90's.




redondo beach, sunset




posting with paint party friday.  thank you 
eva and  kristin who have hosted the party for 4 years today
and to all of the artists who participate by sharing
their beautiful work

Monday, January 19, 2015




day 19, 30 paintings in 30 days challenge



long winter nights, mixed media




i am trying new color combinations, 

seeing  how i like them.  




random picture...





i saw this at a gift store and it gave me a chuckle.







day 18, 30 paintings in 30 days challenge



thinking of you, mixed media



this is a painting after my mother's japanese style 

wooden badminton paddle.   the paddle sits in 

the window sill of my studio so i see it 

every day.   i also have the image

on the screen of my iphone.  my 

husband says it looks cartoony but

i like it as is.  she's not to be

a gorgeous model, just 

a sweet japanese girl.





Monday, September 8, 2014



29 faces number 2





acrylic, pencil, pan pastel, collage





i started late posting with 29 faces and will

post as many as i can.  it's a travel month 

for me.   also, i realize that i had one of the  

iphone  buttons on so the color in these

photos are not true.  i like it though.

the painting is more blue than green.

now off to boil more papers :)




thanks for visiting today.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

day 5

29 faces

this morning i started with an unfinished early collage 

sitting in on a closet shelf.    i find knowing i will paint a painting a day 

is a soothing thought.  i know that i will spend

whatever time it takes to discover what painting 

will emerge.  there is no conflict, only a focus and 

willingness to be with the process.




after more paper and glue




and then completed.





according to the authors of creative collage techniques, 

collage was first used about 200 bc after paper was invented

in China.  but it wasn't until the 10th century in japan that it became 

widely used by calligraphers to accompany their poems.

i like thinking that perhaps some of my ancestors where early

collage artists and poets. 


a poem by hermann hesse
translated by robert bly

sometimes

sometimes, when a bird cries out,
or the wind sweeps through a tree,
or a dog howls in a far off farm, 
i hold still and listen a long time.

my soul turns and goes back to the place
where, a thousand forgotten years ago,
the bird and the blowing wing
were like me, and were my brothers.

my soul turns into a tree,
and an animal, and a cloud bank.
then changed and odd, it comes home
and asks me questions.  
what should i reply?


sunset from redondo beach looking at palos verdes where i live






Thursday, August 16, 2012

Blog Break



 without intending and with no notice, 

i took a blog break.  it is a reflection of 

my summer mind.  

i have been painting,





cutting and pasting, 





drawing,




working in my journal





and trying to stay cool on my deck.  


i hope you have had a lovely summer too.


XXO
  

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Ynesta

magazine images, acrylic paint, pencil, gesso, caran d'ache


Even in her inception she faced the light.




Bringing to mind a fire 
burning from within,
 a desire to live life
 to its fullest.  
One did not forget 
a meeting with her.




So present yet
 her heart held
 memories of times past.

xxo