I find that if I have a limited stash of materials in front of me then I get less overwhelmed with the possibilities of composition. I had a book of reproductions of old Victorian postcards that I wasn't especially fond of that someone had passed along to me and figured that I could cover them with collage.
I was also given some tattoo like stickers that came with a very decorated box of tequila.
I've given the box away now since it was so nicely decorated I thought it would be wrong to cover it up .
You'll see evidence of some of the stickers on these postcards.
It's funny but some of the paper is from a printmaking class I took back in '91
The grid piece is from that time and matches up nicely with a scrap of the intuitive painting I did this summer at Sparkle Days Studio with Corrine
The painting was so big that she rolled it up in pieces to send to me.
I like it better in pieces anyway and am having fun collage-ing with it.
The background is some monoprint paper that a friend gifted me when she was offloading old pieces of hers from art school. I pleaded with her not to toss it and send the paper to me instead.
Thanks, Nina.
In my state of less than ideal health yesterday, I cut pieces from old books.
That was after a nap and a cup of coffee. I needed my strength for this endeavor after all.
The last pieces of a vintage Cannabis poster that belonged to my brother in 1968.
I sold some of the rest of it on Etsy. Hmmm, selling cannabis on Etsy... not sure I should be saying that!
My friend Mountain Heather has given me one of her fabric catalogs to cut up for collage.
See lower right.
She's also given me these pieces of fake slate-like fused stone that I'm using for backgrounds for assemblage.
I know it's hard to tell with this scan but the body of the girl is a large shard of an old mirror that I found outside of an old church near the Mexican border. The shell piece was just given to me a couple of weeks ago and I found the embossed copper at a thrift shop. I only need to keep myself in Liquid Nails and Mod Podge as far as supplies go these days. I am totally overrun with supplies I realize and yet they still keep making their way to me somehow. My husband is off in Tucson attending to the tiling job in our new apartment. It seems he's talked the lady at the tile store into giving me a box of scraps of ceramic, porcelain and glass tile. I know I just won't turn it down!