Wednesday, September 22, 2021

All 21 Collages in one place. Complete!

Well I did it! I don't think I've ever done a self imposed series before. 21 collages using black and white only. Much of the time I felt silly doing this but every time  by the end of the piece, I felt meaning and purpose.  Each one tells a psychic story. Thank to my muses who are always there to help me along the way. I know my life would suck without all those words of encouragement and love. 



 

Tuesday, September 21, 2021

Black and White Collage #19, #20, #21

 

#19 was a delight. Plants are little miracles and so it doesn't take too much effort to create an homage.



#20 This one took a long time to do. I love the jumble and could look at it for a good long while.




#21 is the last one. My grandson loves time and clocks. I have a feeling he will also enjoy learning about the history of our last century.


Thursday, September 9, 2021

"Get it," Black and White Collage series #14 out of 21


As I head out to hike this weekend in Montana I am reminded by the Moroccan Proverb


"The moon and the stars are not above us, the earth is on the other side of our feet."




Tuesday, September 7, 2021

Black and White Collage in series #8 - #11

 


#8 Understand
This one is about the difficulty of trying to understand someone with whom we are completely out of sync. Instead of being able to read their mind, I feel completely alienated. Of courses  the reining wisdom here is to  take a deep breath and really listen. Often, then  I am surprised to finally understand. 


#9 Called Don't 
 Don't try to help me read with the bounding ball. The words still don't make sense.  


#10 Don't sell yourself short
The rabbit wants to run but finds the ground inhospitable. 


#11  Zero Hour

This one  is about geologic time and its relationship to the present moment. How if we look at today’s slice of the rocks we can start to untangle the mess and figure out what pieces were broken down, which ones were pulverized, melted or washed away to the sea to become the tiny’s grains of sand. Some are sharp and some rounded.