Um mal wieder in den Flow zu kommen, habe ich mich in den Onlinekurse „Exporing Collage“ von Lydia Rink angemeldet. Ein paar Techniken ausprobieren, dran bleiben und gucken, was sich so entwickelt. Die erste Übung ist ein Warm-up. Kiste mit Schnipseln rausholen, 10 cm x 10 cm Substrat, fünf Minuten Zeitlimit. Hab ich auch so ziemlich eingehalten. Auch eine Idee, das als kreative 5-Minuten-Pause beim Home Office mal einzusetzen.
Making a collage always means making a mess on the desk. Most of the time it’s inspiring, sometimes it’s overwhelming. But as Brian Eno put it: When in doubt, tidy up. Brian Eno
I love the simplicity of Etel Adnan’s paintings. I took one of her untitled works from 2010 and „copied“ it as a collage of found paper and some of my scraps.
Morning walks with Cooper in the sun. No better way to start the day.
I made four collages with a combination of coloured paper. The challenge was to use all the scraps. The outcome is always a surprise.
Yesterday, after a failed attempt two years ago (stuck in a traffic jam), I finally managed to see Róisín Murphy live on stage in Cologne. Queen of exuberance.
I made this small collage a few days ago from some of my scraps and this one particular lovely yellow flower thing. It was made by my dear friend and wonderful Wisconsin-based artist Karina Cutler-Lake. I found it in a box full of collage material she had sent me some weeks ago. It’s always a special pleasure to use her scraps in my collage experiments.
I can’t remember ever buying some flowers for the kitchen table only. I’m glad I did now! It’s such a wonderful companion for writing and reading and having tea in the morning.
Storage When I moved from one house to anotherthere were many things I had no roomfor. What does one do? I rented a storagespace. And filled it. Years passed.Occasionally I went there and looked in,but nothing happened, not a singletwinge of the heart.As I grew older the things I caredabout grew fewer, but were moreimportant. So one day I undid the lockand called the trash man. He tookeverything.I felt like the little donkey whenhis burden […]