Tuesday, March 8, 2011

All ready to go!


Bubbles are finished and ready for their full debut in the fountain for class tomorrow. I hope it goes well.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Bubbles + Beach Balls

Bubbles (2011)



Collage: Final Project (site-specific)
Dura-lar and water balloons
These will be floated in a fountain as "bubbles." These objects have a very ethereal quality to them. I love how they glow with soft color.

Lace Paper Beach Balls (2011)


Collage: bring in an object
Lace paper and dyed polyester pillow stuffing
I love the tactile element of these objects from the soft, textured lace paper and squishy pillow stuffing. My class had fun holding them and tossing them around. It would be so fun to have a room full of them to play with!
Thanks to the Purl Bee SoHo for the pattern.

Bubbles + Beach Balls


They look like candy!

Thanks to Jason Chen for the photos.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Sample Images for VPUE Major Grant


The present he wraps in a protective gauze of dreams; his eyes have grown misty with focusing far ahead on the unrealized farm (2011)


Collage: Make a collage incorporating text
Vellum and lace paper
This piece was accepted into the Your Art Here show in Wallenberg Hall, March-April 2011

Adrift (2011)


Collage: Make an image in response to text or a word
Laser-cut Dura-Lar, polyester organza, acrylic paint, thread

Self Portrait (2010)

Drawing I: Final Project
Pastel on paper, with decorative paper accents

A Creative Exploration of Flowers in Mrs. Dalloway (2008)

Mixed media on paper
Mrs. Dalloway creative final project


Monday, February 14, 2011

Your Art Here entry

The present he wraps in a protective gauze of dreams; his eyes have grown misty with focusing far ahead on the unrealized farm, vellum and lace paper (2011) - 24"x12"





I made this assemblage by twisting together ribbons of text that I laser-cut out of vellum. It was a project for my Collage class in February 2011, for which I was asked to create a piece inspired by and incorporating text. I chose a quote from Zoe Wicomb's novel, You Can't Get Lost in Cape Town, which I read for another winter quarter class, The Mixed Race Literature of the U.S. and South Africa. The quote (also the title of my piece) is at once poetic and contemplative, sad with a hint of optimism. I wanted to capture the sense of entanglement, of being stuck, that the novel suggests, while also playing on the lightness of dreams.