My earliest medium was collage. So cheap and easy just rip stuff up or cut it out and paste, so simple. When I was a photography student at NYU I would spend hours doing this, when I finally got my single room. It slowly evolved into a series of images that would become my senior work. Dreamlike and colorful and tear dropped shaped. I made petal shaped frames in the wood shop and a million small leaf like blobs, and everything attached to the wall with Velcro. I transformed my allotted space and took it over like a huge vine from the ground all they up to and onto the ceiling. I thought it was awesome. It had never been done before.
Anyway I kept the collages all these years, the frames long ago dumped. I cut out rectangle segments out of them and put them in frames. Some with colored or dimpled glass. The one below has yellow glass left over my short obsession with stained glass.
I still find the images interesting, they show evidence of a girl doing her best to set herself apart. I guess I am still that girl, just not as weird.
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