Saturday, January 24, 2009

Artist's Chair


My Artist has made beautiful art for me and has also given me some beautiful pieces. I made one for him as a thank you.
A paintbrush sits at the top...an idea I found in one of my collage books. To the left is Scintilla over Verdigris, the painting I commissioned from him. MyArtist is sitting in his artist's chair, (in the collage it is raised, creating a 3D effect)which sits in his studio. He often shared with me his morning ritual of him in sitting in his chair sipping coffee, studying the painting. My first visit to his studio found it decorated with gladiolas encased in a pot done by Nils Lou, a close friend and colleague of his. The vase in the collage is one of Lou's. The twigs are representative of the twigs I returned home with - a tool he used at the beginning of the painting to create texture. The picture tacked on the wall is Van Gogh's "Artist's Chair".
Because the collage is not flat it was nearly impossible to scan. I took a picture of it for this entry.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Time Flies When You're In Love

This was planned to be a birthday card with the verse: "Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time. ~Jean Paul Richter". I hung the heart on the bottom and voila love bubbled up.

I couldn't find a good place to put the dragonfly. Maybe on the frame/mat.

It's still going to be a birthday card - darn it.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Abundance


SomeBunny, I think will become a regular part of my work. She has an attitude of innocence about her that embraces the world. I believe she will take the time to stop and smell the flowers.
I needed thank you notes...so I made my own.
The inside quote is from quotegarden.com:
As each day comes to us refreshed and anew, so does my gratitude renew itself daily. The breaking of the sun over the horizon is my grateful heart dawning upon a blessed world. ~Adabella Radici
I added a personal note below that.
While the piece is peppered with materialistic items the note really is all about the sunrise.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Sorrow



If I can stop one Heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease on Life the Aching
Or cool one Pain
Or help one fainting Robin
Unto his Nest again
I shall not live in Vain

Dickenson
No. 919 [c. 1864]

A friend of mine was gravely ill and it resulted in her baby being stillborn on Christmas Day.