Saturday, August 10, 2013
Another page from the watercolor book. This 'guy' was a sculpture/statue - head only - on the ground in the woods next to a fabulous house in Ann Arbor, where Jim and I were attending a wedding reception in 2006. As a photograph it was interesting but not anything extraordinary. When I cut him out and gave him a body I was really pleased with the results.
The number 42 is an inside joke at our house - and to anyone who has truly asked, "what is the meaning of life?" and I've wanted to use a card of buttons for the five years I've had them! One upside to hoarding? Of course, just like the fabric, key and bingo card:). I still have a bunch of flocked wallpaper - anybody?
The merging of photography and art has become rather obsessive - I've done a dozen pages in just over a month. The common factors are that I took the photograph and, well, my love for texture, layers, layers and more layers. Other than that they are so dissimilar, I love it. As soon as I can get the right climate (errgghh), I'll photograph the other pieces.
What are you working on?