This image is another postcard from a pad of watercolor paper postcards I bought some time ago. I used India ink and white acrylic ink. The sky was made by first coloring it in in black, letting it dry, and going over it with the white in a thin layer.
Even though it looks wintery in the picture, there are seeds in the earth and spring is present, though hidden at the moment.
Made in April 2019.
I guess the post title says it all.
India ink, acrylic inks, on watercolor paper, April 2019.
A while back I got some pads of blank postcards, watercolor paper in composition. This image is done on one of those and is about 4″ x 6″. I used India ink and acrylic ink. It was made in April, 2019.
These two items started life as one image sized about 12″ x 7.5″ – I made them as a test idea for the Revisits series of images I did for the online fiction magazine Fictive Dream.
We didn’t go in this direction, but I liked the work, and I decided to cut them, trim a bit, and make two postcards about 5″ x 7″.
To create these collages, I used magazine pages, cut the shapes using an Exacto knife on a cutting mat, and glued them (sloppily, I don’t care about wrinkles, I just mash them flat). Then I swished some paint over the collages and then I was done.
I enjoy the abstraction of half-seen images combined in odd ways and the spareness of image that can result from working in this way.
There are too many in this picture. I think one must have gotten loose and now it’s out on its own.
Mail art postcard, acrylics, ink. February 2019.
If you follow my poetry blog you know I use all kinds of things for an idea-sparking moment. Including this postcard I made in February. It was a failed painting that I drew on. Then I wrote about it. Oh my goodness, this little piece of paper has had some influence way beyond its wildest hopes, that’s for sure.
Here is the postcard:
Here’s the post where I wrote about the poem-writing experience (look at the second half of the post where I set out some poems from the day’s writing).
And here is the poem:
A Simple Repair
carrying out a necessary confrontation
on the roof of the house
in a nice suburb
a skinny lady in black pants
asks the workman
when the job will be finished
He gives her a blank look
calculating some increased hourly charges
to recompense him for this aggravation
while the skinny lady’s ancient mom
stares stony-faced out the window
and she thinks:
Ruthie is never firm enough
if only I could still climb a ladder
I’d get a grip on that man’s collar
you bet that roof repair
would be done tomorrow
superior quality of work
at a discount price. Yes it would.
In the living room Sneekle
a mammal of unknown style
consenting to live in this house
classified as a pet by the other inhabitants
though in reality nothing of the kind
stares with longing
at the non-gregarious houseplant
he would like to
strike up an acquaintance and
if things don’t work out
There you have it
one minute after ten o’clock
on a weekday morning
Look at those rain clouds roll in.
Maybe some day we will travel there and see these places in person, locations that so far only exist in imagination.
I made these mail art postcards by gessoing scrap cardboard cut to postcard size and then painting with acrylics. Made in February, 2019.