Woman No. 1, paper collage, 2021. I haven't done a bulk art post in awhile, and it occurred to me this morning as I was adding some new listings to my Etsy shop, that I have quite a backlog of collages to share with you--including a few experiments and small successes. First, I chose Woman [...]
Tag: surrealism
There are only diamonds.
There are Only Diamonds, paper collage, 2021 I feel as if I've been neglecting the blog a bit lately. My apologies. The truth is, though, that I have been creating at a rather feverish pace. Responding to various open calls and other contests and exhibition opportunities for my artwork. I have every intention of publishing [...]
Catch and Release
My latest experiment in collage art: Catch and Release. SHOP PRINTS
The Absolute and the Relative, or the Lady and the Bee
My latest experiment in collage art: The Absolute and the Relative, or the Lady and the Bee. SHOP PRINTS
Woman with Hummingbird and Clock
Woman with Hummingbird and Clock, paper collage, 2021 to photograph the face of a woman who has no face, but a world buried deep in an exclamation mark as if to say, “this desire is my body” the native wall vanishes a poem germinates from the grimace on her forehead vertebrae of time hummingbird wind
The Curtain Waits for No One
The Curtain Waits for No One, paper collage, 2021 arms of summer visible climate a momentary release of freedom everything we see is also its opposite so what matters? silence birdsong the kind of sex that dawns in unripened waters i sleep to loosen my eyes from reason i gather the hummingbirds i feed the [...]
Postcards From a World That Never Happened
I went into last weekend with big ambitions. I had a list of blog posts to work on, lines of poetry that needed honing, expanding, art that needed making. And as it often happens when I've got multiple projects to work on, I spent two days bouncing back and forth between them all and completing [...]
Lunar Escape
Another collage made from old paint swatches and a vintage Life magazine: "Lunar Escape."
Very High Cosmos
For the past few weeks, I've seriously curtailed my creative activity. Two of my last poems, Red Sailboat and Slo Shook, for me, represented a struggle. In my eyes, they lacked magic, passion, excitement. All the little ecstasies of spontaneous creation. Which I thought I might find again by doing something new and experimental with [...]
