You see, I had been feeling a little guilty since I have not posted to the blog since BEFORE Christmas. I kept thinking that I needed to do something-- anything-- and get a post done. However, those of you with writing experience know that sometimes if the inspiration is lacking, the words won't come. So I was poking around the house searching for something to jump start my inspiration. I happened to go into our computer/craft room and spied a project I did last year. It was a collage I created and (so far) have not put in a frame or even in a folder. Shame on me. Now I have another thing to add to my to do list. Oh, well.....
Collaging, for those of you who are unfamiliar with this method of creating art, is the use of small bits and pieces of fabric, paper, used postage stamps, labels and wrappers, ribbon and yarn, photographs, stamp art, stickers ---- well, to be honest, almost anything you can think of --- to glue, pin, insert or otherwise attach --- to a background that can be paper, canvas, board, glass, or whatever flat surface you like. It is a very forgiving and flexible way to create a piece of art since there are few (if any) rules and what you make is entirely up to you. It comes from within and often reflects your feelings in ways that will surprise and amaze you. If you haven't given collaging a try, I urge you to do so since it is fun, relaxing and very revealing of the inner "you". And furthermore, it's a great way to use up left over materials from other projects you have created.
So I came across this collage and casually picked it up and was studying it as I often do, thinking to myself, "Did I do this? Dang, this is pretty neat. " I am not an artist, never thought of myself in that way and frankly have felt this way since I was a child. In my family, growing up, it was my younger sister, Ginny, who was the "artist". She took art lessons when she was in grade school and until she died was involved in some type of art activity. Drawing, painting and playing with craft materials were her idea of a fun time. Not me. Her craft closet at the time of her death was overflowing with supplies and "under construction" projects. I, myself, thought that just drawing a stick figure was a challenge. As a matter of fact, I used to almost break out in a cold sweat if I had to draw or paint anything remotely connected to an art project.
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I guess that unleashed some kind of inner "repressed" artist because I learned from the experience that being free to pick and choose your materials and then how you assemble them often results in some pretty amazing expressions of what is in your heart and mind. It was the first time I ever had anyone tell me that there were no rules about how I created my collage. Donna said if my inner critic tried to take over and intimidate me, I should tell my inner critic to take a hike. I made a collage that I called "It Came From Out of the Blue" that ended up in an art show. It depicted how I felt I had changed through the experience of having cancer, although the person I became was there all along. It took a life threatening event to provoke the changes that shaped and impacted how I felt about myself.
|It Came From Out of the Blue|
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The next time you're looking for an art project to entertain (or inspire you) or a dish to go with your meat loaf, think of collaging. It is creative and puts your bits and pieces to good use. Bon Appetit!
PS While I was taking pictures for this blog, I snapped one more of a tiny collage I made last year. It is perhaps 3" X 4" and one I really like. (The green background is just a placemat it was on when I snapped the picture.) Maybe this little work of art will give you an idea of a collage you'd like to make.
Happy times finding out who you really are! Who knows what or who you'll find?