And now for a little (ok A LOT) of color! I loved this pattern in black and white, but couldn't resist collaging it with my Color Fusion painted fabric. I hope you like it too!
The mother of an astute philosophical thinker once described life as "a box of chocolates". She's right, or course, as most mothers are. When you work on paper, you never know what you're going to get.
Grayson Perry says that your mistakes are your style. Given the amount of mistakes I'm guilty of, I hope it's true.
Be disturbed – Oral-agitation Networks
~ A Black Friday Sales Event ~
This Eldritch Dadaist Absurdist Agitprop has been sponsored by
The Noir Gnosis Pheasant Agitators Theatre
The blend of Leninist Agitprop and Lovecraftian inspired Occultism/Mysticism, seemed like an interesting jumping off point for some Dadaist messing about. The fact that this week, Eldritch Friday is also Black Friday, creates additional context to play with. The madness of rampant/rabid consumerism seems close to the madness of those who look too deeply into the abyss of cosmic horror. Is Agitprop that different from the fake news, advertising, and spam that crawls across the internet (The Hounds of Tindalos braying from non-Euclidean corners and curves)?
The last canoe piece I created for The Indigenous Diabetes Health Circle. Yes, they licensed A LOT from me! I am so thankful to be chosen to work with so many great organizations. :)
Scissor Dance: The Menstruum of Silver and Gold, 2009
"How many angels must cry for silver and gold?"
Lenny Kravitz
"I remember a funny dreamer in Leipzig who pretended that gold, which is a pure fire, could not be opened or made potable except by another pure fire. In so saying he was not wrong, and it is so in truth. But I asked him what he understood by the fire that was to dissolve gold. He did not wish to tell me but said that it was a fire that only lights but does not burn. Now I well remembered that Paracelsus also wrote of such a fire, but whether that dreamer understood what was meant by it, I doubt very much, for in such a fire the angels and good spirits are also transformed."
Country living serves me well
The big city offers many thrills
But nothing like a warm breeze
Whispering through the pines
Cows serenading each other
Across lush green pastures
An expansive bright blue sky
Caressing a graceful swallow tail
The fragrance of the wisteria
A joy like no other
I sketch when I am learning by listening. Otherwise I zone out and do not retain anything. By engaging other parts of my brain (and hands), the bored part wakes up. LOL