"An artist never really finishes his work, he merely abandons it." -- Paul Valéry
I think I'm done with both my artist book (from Art & Soul Portland) and my Artfest assemblage. I took up Jen Worden's challenge this week, being already in that frame of mind. But you never know... I may succumb to messing around with one or the other...Here is the finishing touch to the heart in the Artfest assemblage, before and after:
And the last pages in the artist book I started in LK Ludwig's class last October. I'm having trouble posting the photos (THANKS, BLOGGER) again. To see the pages from start to finish, go to my Flickr.As soon as BLOGGER GETS ITS ACT TOGETHER, I'll post the pages here too. Sorry for the hassle.
Sluggish...
Today... ugh, stayed home from work because the cold I'm fighting won this round. I spent most of the day unconscious. According to the Urban Dictionary, that makes me a bit of a sleep slut.
But yesterday, I made another page in my artist book about my parents.
I decided to repeat the chorus of "Someday," focusing on my mom this time. This time the first line, Just close your eyes and I'll take you there, seemed to speak to me more than the second line, this place is warm without a care. The keyhole -- a real one! -- kicked it into gear. 
As far as I can tell, her first name is an English name meaning "hidden."
Since the keyhole is pretty heavy, I attached it to corrugated paper on one side, but that wasn't enough. The slide mailer on my desk was perfect.
We went on a bus tour of western Europe the summer I graduated. 
We were in the Netherlands when our tour guide told us Yeltsin had taken over the Kremlin. I thought made a lovely historical touch.
But yesterday, I made another page in my artist book about my parents.
I decided to repeat the chorus of "Someday," focusing on my mom this time. This time the first line, Just close your eyes and I'll take you there, seemed to speak to me more than the second line, this place is warm without a care. The keyhole -- a real one! -- kicked it into gear. 
As far as I can tell, her first name is an English name meaning "hidden."Since the keyhole is pretty heavy, I attached it to corrugated paper on one side, but that wasn't enough. The slide mailer on my desk was perfect.
We went on a bus tour of western Europe the summer I graduated. 
We were in the Netherlands when our tour guide told us Yeltsin had taken over the Kremlin. I thought made a lovely historical touch.
Practically at the finish line
I put the hair on the mother figure, wired the baby figure onto her back, and took pictures! Unfortunately, I couldn't post them before heading out the door, but they'll be up tonight. Still a few more steps:
-- apply E6000 to the feet of the mother figure
-- wire mother figure's feet into the tree stump and forest floor
-- wire one of her hands to the stump
-- cover exposed foot and hand on stump
-- possibly add transfer and attach heart
-- coat with soft gel gloss and varnish
Hang in there with me!
EDIT: Okay, so this is what they look like from the front:
In west Africa, that's what you'll see when a mother is walking toward you: a woman with tiny feet sticking out from each side of her waist.
The baby sling knotted on her chest:
And the baby strapped to mommy's back:
If you think that's a lot of yarn for hair, you should've seen the mother before I gave her a haircut and tied up the rest.
I almost put the "branded on the heart" text somewhere else, but I realized how perfect it was on the sleeve.
I need to retake the sleeve detail pictures, but they'll do for now. 'Night.
-- apply E6000 to the feet of the mother figure
-- wire mother figure's feet into the tree stump and forest floor
-- wire one of her hands to the stump
-- cover exposed foot and hand on stump
-- possibly add transfer and attach heart
-- coat with soft gel gloss and varnish
Hang in there with me!
EDIT: Okay, so this is what they look like from the front:
In west Africa, that's what you'll see when a mother is walking toward you: a woman with tiny feet sticking out from each side of her waist.
The baby sling knotted on her chest:
And the baby strapped to mommy's back:
If you think that's a lot of yarn for hair, you should've seen the mother before I gave her a haircut and tied up the rest.
I almost put the "branded on the heart" text somewhere else, but I realized how perfect it was on the sleeve.
I need to retake the sleeve detail pictures, but they'll do for now. 'Night.