Thursday, May 31, 2007

Theme of the week: HYGEINE

Keeping clean and killing germs!
Thanks for a fun month :)

Only her hairdresser knows for sure

Friday, May 25, 2007

Carmen Knowledge

Couldn't resist. I had to follow up with this one. Great theme, Lori

Jack Lemon



Encouraged by your warm wishes and healing comments I came up with another quicky.

Treesa Von Arbor


An oldie from the files. Will try and make a new one since I love this theme.


Be sure to check out Paul's interview at Scrapatorium. I think you will enjoy it.


Also, I have noticed a few comments of folks interested in joining Scrapiteria. Please send me an email if you are interested with a link to your work. Thanks!

Bad Hair Day

“I'm gonna wash that man right outa my hair (3x) And send him on his way” Rodgers and Hammerstein [South Pacific]

A Crown of Lettuce Leaves

Marcel Wave



Sorry not taking as much time on this one as I would normally - having lower back pain problems which makes collaging or anything really difficult at the moment. Hopefully back to normal soon.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Father Mydan Swancey



He was actually well known in the parish for being "the envious priest of Argyll" and every Sunday you could see him going green at the sound of choirboys - as he wished he had a wonderful falsetto singing voice but his was like two old rusty cheese graters being scraped together!

Saturday, May 19, 2007

WATER /intermission

!Hi everyone,
I was just thinking... How cool it would be... If we all had a piece of each others work, in our personal collections... kind of like a "bakers dozen"... But more relaxed...
Held on a good faith basis. NO STRESS...
If you're interested, or have any questions/ideas to add... Please speak up & join in!

Winter

Winter

Both oldies I am afraid but I have always liked these two...

The Burden of Dreams

ATC 39

Butterfly Envy


"The fluttering of a butterfly's wings can effect climate changes on the other side of the planet." ~Paul Erlich.

Avocado Green with Envy


A cover for the Saturday Envy Post that didn't wash...

Friday, May 18, 2007

the Homeless Jack of Hearts


Envy

Neda K. Doany

Please help me in welcoming Neda to Scrapiteria!


I am lucky to live between two cultures: I reside in Austin, Texas; and I spend a third of the year in Beirut, Lebanon, where I grew up.

Although I have always been drawn to art, and especially collage, I was never formally trained in it. I earned a few Masters degrees in Sociology and Communication, and a doctorate in Speech Communication from the University of Texas at Austin. A major illness forced me to re-assess my priorities, and I decided to “retire” early from college teaching and devote my time between taking care of my family and pursuing my love of art.

As far as I can remember, collage was my medium of choice. I remember when I was 5 or 6 years old, I cut images from a very valuable gilded Persian manuscript in my father’s library of art books. If memory serves me right, my curiosity about collage was peeked, although my young ego was bruised because my parents were more concerned about some old book than my own artistic expression.

Since that time, I have always had an affinity for paper collages. Its versatility and unrestricted nature suited my impatient temperament. Collage was fun and led me to unexpected journeys. As contemporary collagist Susan Krieg likes to describe it, collage is an organic form of art: "Every time you add something new to a collage, it reassembles itself and responds back;" collage is “a conversation between the artist and art.” Conversing with my collages, I felt empowered and alive…

The most powerful memories I have are the ones associated with creating collages in times of war. In the early 80’s, when I was still living in Beirut , my native country was reeling under an incredible siege by the Israeli army. Amid the atrocities and horrors, I remember sitting in a safe corner of our house and creating paper collages by candlelight (yes, by candlelight – since all electrical power stations were bombed into oblivion). Although we had no electricity nor running water, no hope for a better tomorrow, let alone surviving another day, there I sat. In my bedroom, on my bed, with the atrocious whistling of exploding bombs over my head, there I sat. I sat with my French Marie-Claire fashion magazines spread out on the floor, scissors in hand, and a half-empty jar of rubber cement next to me, cutting, tearing, and pasting images upon images. In the building stairwell –turned into an ad hoc shelter – I sat. Huddled next to my younger sister Rima, praying that the hundreds of 3,000lb-bombs hurled from the monstrous F-16 jets would somehow miss our family, there I sat, clutching my tattered magazines. I sat in the bomb shelters, next to crying babies and weeping mothers. I sat and I cut. I sat and I pasted. I sat and I dreamt. I cut images, shapes, colors of vibrant red and azure blue as if I wanted them etched in my memory for fear that I would never see them again.Collage was my medium of choice. Long after the war ended, and decades after my “Persian experiment”, I am still creating collages, almost every day. I create because I am moved to do so. As I said earlier, I was never formally trained as an artist. I do not think of myself as one. I am guided by my artwork, I do not guide it. My collages are ephemeral memories of a time and place in my life. It does not matter what I create. What matters is to simply create.

My art is not necessarily ennobled by lofty ideas nor does it pretend to be a medium of social change. My art just is. It is art (with a lowercase “a”) which guides my life vision. I do not think about my art. I just create. Just as German philosopher Martin Heidegger spoke of “dasein” as being in the moment, I think that art – in whatever shape or form-- is very much necessary for the temporal coherence of being and doing.
To exist is to create. I create art. I consider myself to be one of the lucky ones.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

~Fuego


Theme of the Week: Envy, Jealousy, and Coveting

By yourself or by others, things you covet, people caught in the act of jealousy, envious looks, or however you want to interpret it :)

Monday, May 14, 2007

Snake Farm



From the archives. I'm a bit busy at the moment so this old thing will have to do for this week.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

This Week's Theme: The Farm

However you want to interpret it (farms, farm animals, farmers, farm produce, the funny farm, farm machinery, etc...)

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Grime and Punishment

Sorry, you are getting a very stripped down collage today but I kind of like it.

Grime and Punishment

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Virgen de Lupe


Deborah's Plums



Deborah is blissfully unaware that her prized collection of ritual plums, carefully impaled on a nearby fence, is being stolen by a greedy badger.