Just for something a little different…I used this mini bread board for a collage base, and it turned out pretty well. Nice, flat surface to work on and the grain in the wood adds an extra bit of visual detail. I’d been wanting to use the bunny (actually, I think it’s a hare…) on something and I think it’s just right for this project. I had to add wings of course, and the crown comes from a book of fairy tales in my cutting-up box. There’s now a princess looking a bit peeved because someone has pinched her head gear…
I’m giving myself a pat on the back for the straightest, non-wonky letter stamping I have ever done. A pure fluke, but a happy fluke nonetheless. I didn’t want to ruin the whole thing by doing bodgy lettering which, sadly, seems to be happening to me a lot lately. I have lots of un-finished pieces because I am too scared to put the words on…
Hope you are having a non-wonky, non-bodgy, successful and happy weekend.
Thank you for stopping by x
A recurring theme for me lately – the concept of being weird or not fitting in or just embracing the kooky little dork that you are…
I’d been wanting to use the bicycle image for ages, but of course had to modify it slightly. Then it took forever to find just the right kind of bird head to fit in with the image (you can’t just plonk any old bird head on a woman’s body, you know!).
The squirrel was initially supposed to go on top of the bird lady’s hat, but I ran out of room at the top of the picture….
…so he has to ride up front, being careful not to let his lovely tail droop into the spokes of the wheel…(ouch!)…
Thank you for stopping in. Hope your day is worry-free and wonderful 🙂
There is absolutely no point to this post, other than to say I love black swans. Most days I go walking at a big lake on the way home from work, and I love watching these guys as they paddle about on the water. They are majestic and comical all at the same time. At this time of year, when they are not consumed by the breeding urge, they are friendly and inquisitive, quite happy to waddle up to you and graze nearby or check out what you may have for them. Sadly, I don’t bring them food because I know it’s not good to do so (especially bread) and so I am a bit of a disappointment. Still, they seem to know me now and will hang out for a while if I sit on one of the benches or on the bank.
I love their little honks and whistles, their head-bobs-in-greeting and their lovely big feet. I love their upside-down feeding when their in bums are the air and their heads are underwater, feet paddling like crazy. I love their ballet stretches and their sleepy eyelids when they are dozing off. The way the water beads on their blue-black plumage, and those bright red beaks. Just beautiful.
“…Our bird plays a starring role in all this owing to a belief in Europe, dating back 2000 years to Roman poet Juvenal, that swans are invariably white. Like purple cows and flying pigs, the black swan was a symbol of what was impossible. In medieval Europe, unicorns had more credibility. Dutch navigator Willem de Vlamingh, by finding black swans in Western Australia in 1697, showed how risky it is to declare something impossible…”
I’m glad they ARE possible, and that I get to share their space with them. Come breeding season they are less inclined to be so welcoming but, even then, they are accommodating and patient, allowing a certain amount of intrusion into their little family groups. Cygnets are the most adorable things on the planet. Grey balls of fluff – it’s hard to imagine they will grow up to be something so tall and glorious. Don’t get too close though – you don’t want to be on the receiving end of a Mummy Swan’s wrath 🙂
This collage was inspired by some of the changes and decisions I am having to make this year. Trying to work out what works best for me, how to manage that pesky work/life balance, and making decisions about the future. All things I would rather procrastinate about with my usual head-in-the-sand attitude.
I’m not good at making decisions. I have trouble deciding what colour underwear to put on, let alone making decisions about employment or whether or not to buy a house. While I have been a brave girl (sort of) and managed to buy my first home, I still struggle with the career side of things. What am I supposed to be doing? Am I doing what makes me happy? Is it more important to be fulfilled and content in your work, or should paying your bills come first? So tricky.
All I know is that I am calm and settled when I am crafting. That is one part of the life equation I don’t want to give up. No one else has to judge it or even see it. It’s doesn’t have deadlines, most of the time, and no one will get fired if it isn’t done right. It gives me a sense of achievement, and if I don’t like what I’ve made, I can just paint over it and no one else needs to know.
How do you balance your creative side and your needing-to-work side? Or are you lucky enough to combine the two and make a living from your art? I’d love to hear how you make things work for you.
I have to say I am quite pleased with this collage. That doesn’t happen very often (I have awesome self-esteem and confidence in myself) so I will grab those good feelings whenever they occur! This little bird-lady is so cheerful and silly and looks like she knows exactly how fabulous she is. She doesn’t care that she is a bit different and has no desire to fit in with everyone else, so she spends her time doing exactly what she feels like, and makes the world a happier place because of it. Which is probably how we should all strive to be.
Howard Thurman, African-American author, philosopher, theologian, educator, and civil rights leader, once said, “Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”
To all those who wear their weird crown proudly, and are living an authentic life (and possibly doing it in a fabulous polka dot dress whilst attempting the splits), I salute you!