Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Growing up in South Africa, during the early apartheid years, most cultural artifacts such as magazines were imported. My parents subscribed to magazines from America and England that arrived via mail boat about 2 months after publication. My earliest collage memories consist of cutting out food ads from McCall's magazines and pasting them in a special scrap book. A couple of years ago I came across a rare stash of magazines that featured amazing car ads from the fifties. Of course, some deeply buried memory urged me to cut them out and turn them into collages. The results were pasted into a vintage, recycled stamp album. Last night I discovered that the album has removeable pages, so I promptly dismembered it and started scanning. Here's no.1.
Monday, April 25, 2011
One of my perennial battles in my collage work is to create layers of imagery. This collage is an experiment with transfer gel that didn't quite work the way I wanted but,as they say there are no mistakes, only steps to success. I think its the waiting for layers of gel to dry that gets to me and I ruin things with impatience.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Single sleeves are a never ending source of visual imagery. Naturally I collect them and here I've used some of my duplicates to create a collage with smaller collages framed within the circles of the sleeves. It is hung in our house but unfortunately has started to fade from the sunlight but I still like it anyway.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
As a slightly obsessive collector of ephemera, a walk along the beach cannot be complete without bringing back a few treasures offered up by the tides. Apart from the usual stones, shells and bits of natural beauty, I gathered these discarded lighters over a number of seasons and it has become a source of memories of days of sunburnt necks and sandy feet and treasure hunting in the tidal zone.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Last night I happened to watch the full moon as it appeared like a round of cheddar on the horizon and slowly got lighter and smaller as it rose in the night sky. A brilliant and spectacular reminder to enjoy the glory of nature after a rather hectic and unpleasant day.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
I seem to be in the mood to create long, dark, slightly sinister images right now. Maybe its the moon, maybe its my dark side filtering through? Maybe I'm subconsciously reflecting the horrible politics happening in Africa right now? By the way, doesn't old Mad Bob Mugabe look just like a croc? Google him if you want to compare.