I was trying to make an 'Easter' Picture, however it was sunny outside and the music on the radio was upbeat and made me want to be dancing or even just run outside and jump about, this picture came out of that feeling.
seagulls in the distance
analogue collage on paper
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tail feathers beat
in time, don your hat
my friend, I can look you in the eye
original collage on paper
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this picture is only 2 pieces of paper, I think this is the sort of art where people who don't connect with it in any way can say 'oh that is just 2 scraps of paper' and I think, well you are right about that!
For me taking away all the bits that aren't needed is a kind of courage, now I am finding that as I remove pieces from the initial scrabble of images in the making process, I have an increased sense of finishing something, a bit like carving away at wood or stone and finding the sculpture that already exists within.
here, I was exploring the skeleton woman archetype. My interpretation of her is this: within all of us women and men we have the constant death of the constantly deceasing past personified inside by Skeleton Woman. She is not ugly or frightening when she calls, she is a siren chanting ancient hurts and cruelty, calling attention away from the present. Her craft is to make the past alive again, to sharpen the edges and cut where she can.
In folk tales Skelton woman is the remains of a woman drowned by her father for inconsequential reason. The bones of Skelton Woman represent not only what is left after death but what remains after the phsyche is damaged, misunderstood, cast out. The bones are also the physical manifestation of soul or a person's essence.
From a Jungian perspective part of my reason for making these images is the consideration that by visualising archetypes in the psyche one might also accept the presence of any and all of them, and in doing so understand the self on a personal and collective level.
memory & desire
mixed media collage on paper
Call to Prayer
I told our son last night
about the sky and love
you see I said it goes on forever
it changes but it doesn't stop.
I am a perfect mother then,
enveloping the entire universe but
a lying hypocrite knows that one day he will find out