Within Myself A Garden Grows
Collage
Acrylics, Scribble Paints, Torn Tissue, Rice Paper
Collage
Acrylics, Scribble Paints, Torn Tissue, Rice Paper
Collages are so experimental and fun. I wonder why I do not allow myself to do them more often. Maybe I broke the ice the other day creating the one above. Hopefully, there will be more to follow. I've been feeling torn within myself, not sure what direction to go with my life. Then recently, I was reading something by Lucia Capacchione, an expressive art therapist. She feels that the art form of collage may help us through our chaotic feelings as we tear pieces of paper and rearrange them into a new form with entirely different meanings emerging as a result.
I, being the ponderer of deeper meaning in all forms of life, took Lucia's words into my being and then proceeded to just have some fun. Surrounding myself with acrylics, scribble paints, torn tissue and rice paper, I let myself go into play land. I was thinking of making a landscape, but then gardens came to my mind. These were my thoughts but then flow took over and the papers and paints danced in a more abstract way without purpose (or so it seemed). There is not really a sense of any element really being tied down in the above image, as I look at it. The triangular forms point up, like arrows, to show my longing for a higher spiritual/artistic consciousness. Also symbolizing freedom of expression, the sky's the limit, old ways of being going by the wayside. Simple pieces of paper, squirts of paint lead to great awareness. Amazing!
I may frame the piece above for an art show at the end of the month. I would like to breath some new life into my creative process. This is how I feel today. Tomorrow, who knows?
I, being the ponderer of deeper meaning in all forms of life, took Lucia's words into my being and then proceeded to just have some fun. Surrounding myself with acrylics, scribble paints, torn tissue and rice paper, I let myself go into play land. I was thinking of making a landscape, but then gardens came to my mind. These were my thoughts but then flow took over and the papers and paints danced in a more abstract way without purpose (or so it seemed). There is not really a sense of any element really being tied down in the above image, as I look at it. The triangular forms point up, like arrows, to show my longing for a higher spiritual/artistic consciousness. Also symbolizing freedom of expression, the sky's the limit, old ways of being going by the wayside. Simple pieces of paper, squirts of paint lead to great awareness. Amazing!
I may frame the piece above for an art show at the end of the month. I would like to breath some new life into my creative process. This is how I feel today. Tomorrow, who knows?
8 comments:
This collage is beautiful. Yes, you do have a way with color and that 'creative stretching' is inspiring. Congrats on the art show.
I was delighted with your collage..it is really beautiful...swirling and rising..Collage has power in it, I agree...In a way I guess collaging, like you were doing, our censors are turned off and we enter a state of glee...an energy rising..opening
Hey there girl, looks good but I wished when I popped on the image I would come up bigger to see the detail, but then it could be my glasses, but I would love to be able to see it.
and I agree with Suz.
keep it up the play.
Yay, you started a collage again. love your colors.
I love this piece! I love the title too. It is so expressive and I'm inspired by the way you work. x
Bev! This is beautiful! Love the colors and it's so free and natural. Very nice!
What a gret collage. I loved spending time exploring it through the layers and colors. The colors are wonderful.
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It's very very nice. My first thought was an abstract watercolor... looks like you've found yet another outlet!
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