I know that we're programmed early on to be participants, but there comes a moment when you or I must say: Enough, already! I've reached that point and now must decide how to live the rest of my life.....
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Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Bored Game
The older I get, the less time I have for games. This mask is a manifestation of my lack of tolerance and a not so subtle statement about the nature of games.
I know that we're programmed early on to be participants, but there comes a moment when you or I must say: Enough, already! I've reached that point and now must decide how to live the rest of my life.....
I know that we're programmed early on to be participants, but there comes a moment when you or I must say: Enough, already! I've reached that point and now must decide how to live the rest of my life.....Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Back to Nature
Before beginni
ng this mask, I was thinking about how weeds grow through cracks in the sidewalk and how tree roots can lift the foundation of a house. Nature is a force that doesn't seem to be deterred by all our man made structures. Of course, it is continually restrained and restricted, but eventually (if left alone) it will overtake all. I like the idea of nature being the winner in this scenario....
ng this mask, I was thinking about how weeds grow through cracks in the sidewalk and how tree roots can lift the foundation of a house. Nature is a force that doesn't seem to be deterred by all our man made structures. Of course, it is continually restrained and restricted, but eventually (if left alone) it will overtake all. I like the idea of nature being the winner in this scenario....Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Just a Drop in the Bucket
Sometimes I fee
l so small. When I consider how big the world is, how many people there are and how much wonderful art has been created (among other things), my own insignificance whacks me upside the head. We're all just small drops in a very large bucket. When the bucket becomes full, the hand of fate tips it to allow so many more drops.
So many tests in the works this week. I may show some here soon - if all goes well!
l so small. When I consider how big the world is, how many people there are and how much wonderful art has been created (among other things), my own insignificance whacks me upside the head. We're all just small drops in a very large bucket. When the bucket becomes full, the hand of fate tips it to allow so many more drops.So many tests in the works this week. I may show some here soon - if all goes well!
Monday, February 9, 2009
Stressed Out (the edge of reason...)
Stress...it's one of t
he difficulties we face in our day to day existence. Of course, there are different levels of stress and that is what I'm trying to show with this mask. I try to keep myself on an even keel, but often find that I'm hovering on the outer edges. It's hard to deny its presence...
This mask is another "mixed media" piece. I used to paint a lot of silk which would then be cut into bias strips and sewn into cords. Now and then, I use these cords as "hair" for a mask.
he difficulties we face in our day to day existence. Of course, there are different levels of stress and that is what I'm trying to show with this mask. I try to keep myself on an even keel, but often find that I'm hovering on the outer edges. It's hard to deny its presence...This mask is another "mixed media" piece. I used to paint a lot of silk which would then be cut into bias strips and sewn into cords. Now and then, I use these cords as "hair" for a mask.
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