Found Object Assemblage
Joseph Cornell (December 24, 1903 — December 29, 1972) was an American artist and film maker, one of the pioneers and most celebrated…
VERONICA mixed media kunst OOAK pop kunst assemblage kunst BOHO Als u ervoor kiest om een item verzonden te regelen, zorg er dan voor dat u de zending verzekert, want wij zijn niet verantwoordelijk voor schade die optreedt bij het verzenden. Alle artikelen worden verkocht "As Is" en alle verkopen zijn definitief. De meeste stukken zijn uniek in zijn soort en kunnen niet worden vervangen.
Joseph Cornell (December 24, 1903 — December 29, 1972) was an American artist and film maker, one of the pioneers and most celebrated…
I went to the outdoor exhibition at Trinity-Bellwoods park for the Queen West Art Crawl yesterday and was impressed by the variety of stuff ...
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Dream Keeper🦉✨🌝🌟🍄 - Everything is decorated with paper, wood, acrylic paint, clay and metal parts. - Everything is coated with water based acrylic varnish. - Everything in the box is glued. - Cleaning with a dry cloth or dust brush. - Measurements - Height 15,5 cm ( 6.1 inches ) Width 12 cm ( 4.7 inches ) Depth 3 cm ( 1.2 inches )
Joseph Cornell (December 24, 1903 — December 29, 1972) was an American artist and film maker, one of the pioneers and most celebrated…
Hi y'all! Ever browse through Pinterest, see a project and go, "Crap. I have to try that NOW."? Yeah, me too. I saw some lovely Altoid tin art, did a search, saw MORE lovely Altoid tin art and had to make some of my own. I'm have several designs and themes in mind, but here are
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I can't believe the weather here in Wisconsin this week. The temperatures have gone from 17 degrees 10 days ago, to a balmy 65 degrees today. I've swept the front porch, opened the windows and have been basking in the warm sunlight drinking my morning coffee. As I still here, dog at my feet, listening to the birds, the wind and the occasional passerby. I am thinking about what it means to be here. As in here in Wisconsin. Little by little the boxes have been unpacked. Our home in Vermont rented, our new lives in the Midwest starting to take root. Getting back into the studio after the whirlwind of graduating from VCFA and moving has been challenging, to say the least. There are still plenty of boxes that need to be unpacked. Lots of materials that need to be purged. Things that need to find their right space. My new studio is up on the 3rd floor of this old 4-square we've made home. I'm not crazy about the old paneling, but the finished attic looks out on the neighborhood and offers a quiet place to be by myself and work on my art. Opening boxes and shifting through all "the Stuff" has definitely been inspiring. I've finished a few new pieces and mended a few that were damaged in the move. There's new work on the table. My old style mixed with a new sensibility informed by 2 1/2 years of grad school. This is something I just cannot escape-the resonance of crits and reviews by my peers and faculty. The endless defense of the work you make and the "why's" associate with it. It took a long time for me to open a jar of gel medium and start working on assemblage again. Finally, I feel like I am getting my mojo back. It's not as if it really left me. More like it was taking a long nap. Winter finally breaking into Spring, has opened a mental door for me. I am excited about the months to come. So, readers, if you will allow me, I am back to provide you further musings on Art, Life and Making. I hope you have been well. It feels like it has been an eternity. I know it sounds cliche, but a new chapter has started. 2015 is going to be a fantastic year!
I came across mixed media/found object artist, James Michael Starr before the holidays and have been thinking about his work ever since. His statement: I find the aged and battered objects commonly employed in assemblage and collage to be both beautiful and moving, but am weary of their tendency, as art mediums, to take themselves so seriously. I hope to tweak that somberness and agenda, and make works that are more accessible, by evoking frivolous imagery from our collective consciousness. Dream Girl (2009) 22 x 15 x 13 in. Fiberglass bust, rotogravure book and newspaper photos, wood base Mem (2008) 40 x 13 x 18 inches Globe, brass ball, terra cotta ball, steel bracket, cord Narrow Gate (2008) 28 x 22 x 3 inches Wood columns, book covers and illustrations, steel Dad (2008) 16 x 5 x 4 inches Steel and wood trowel, photographic print Sixty Six (2009) 20 x 13.25 x 4 inches Croquet ball, decorative trim, steel The Day I Felt I Had Enough (2007) 12" x 9” Collage of lithographed book images on canvas The Day I Didn't Matter (2007) 12" x 9” Collage of lithographed book images on canvas The Day I Burned Inside (2007) 12" x 9” Collage of lithographed book images on canvas The Day I Dared Not Rise (2007) 12" x 9” Collage of lithographed book images on canvas
Thinking inside the box: romantic, obsessive and shy, Cornell never moved out of his mother’s house, yet his strange, exquisite art brought him fame and friendships with Duchamp, Dalí and Warhol
I recently had the privilege to attend Fibre Arts Australia's http://www.fibrearts.jigsy.com/ gathering at Ballarat,Victoria which is faci...
Jenny Fillius took a class on tin art and never turned back. Her whimsical metal collages use both new and vintage tins to evoke love and humor.
How to make amazing altered art projects with stuff you already have at home. Challenge your creativity and help the environment
This listing is for the found object sculpture/altered art doll titled Misha by Candiland Art you see featured in this listing. This is sculpture has a vintage iron base. This piece generally measures 8.5”x4.25”x12.25” tall, with a 3” base. She has been accented with vintage jewelry and odds & ends. Thanks for stopping to look at the art. Follow the link for more vintage and art by CandilandArt Please follow our shop link for all things vintage. https://www.etsy.com/shop/CandilandArt
I often fear I don’t have a unique style or voice in my art. It’s something that is hard to define, comes with time, and changes as your work changes over time. When artists hear they must have a u…
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Los Angeles-based surrealist Alexandra Dillon brings back to life things that people throw away in the most charming way. Dillon scavenges worn out paintbrushes and other common objects to use them as canvases for portraits of imaginary people.
We find ourselves in the intersection between cute and creepy when we're looking at the Mari Shimizu's fantasy dolls, which despite being adorable on the outside, hide dark and twisted worlds inside their bellies.
The thing about works of art like a collage is that you can easily combine it with other art projects. For instance, you can learn about the art of creating plastic flowers and using them around the house as well as on the collage while you are at it.
"Afternoon Tea" ● This is my most recent mirror project. Titled "Afternoon Tea" because its petite size makes me want to raise my pinky while sipping my tea. The 7"x11" framed mirror found at my favorite thrift store became the perfect foundation for this piece. The ¾" thick frame is perfect for attaching found objects using small screws and nails. I first covered the frame using vintage Mc'Call's pattern tissue over green tissue, front and back. The gold-tone embellishment piece on top is one half of what, I think, used to be a fancy 'letter holder'. Thankfully it is made of soft metal and I was able to cut it in half and attach it to the wood frame using brass screws and silicone adhesive. Other embellishments include a brass butter knife, United Airlines wings, tiny 'milagros' and many other fun, bling-thingys. (click on any image to enlarge)
“I love the stars. Because they can’t say anything. I love the stars. Because they do not judge anyone.” -Natsuki Takaya
it has been a long couple of years, but the last 5 months have been intense to say the least. a couple of years ago i would not have made it 5 weeks in, a couple years before that i would have been lucky to make it to 5 days. this girl has been playing cheerleader to the peeps here at our home and being brave, and i think that no matter who you are and how strong you are...... there comes a point where even a brave girl has her moment where she becomes vulnerable to the blah monster...'specially when the poo hit not just 'the fan'...but a room full of them.....and there was no dodging it. so....... the blah monster got a good grip on me and held tight for a few weeks, but i broke free and i am standing in faith once again that we are going to make it through this storm and be better than we were before.....and soon. during my moment of utter and complete blah-ness i had the urge, stronger than when i was nesting during my baby making days, to clean and purge....the whole entire house. normally when stressed i clean drawers, closets, and all the hidden places and spaces of my domain. the laundry may back up, the dishes pile a mile high in the sink but this girl got clean drawers! i am sure if i were to lay back on a therapists couch i would find that this enhanced and amplified nesting is a need to take control and symbolically clean up what ever mess i felt i was in the middle of. this feels different, though, and it feels good to be getting rid of schtuff..... and the floors are mopped, toilets scrubbed, the dishes done, next weeks laundry is done..... okayyyyyyy...with the ick out of the way now i can catch up on some of what went on here the last few weeks. so, this cute little guy here, the one fast asleep with the pink veener dog toy..... uh-dorable isn't he? a couple of weeks ago i looked out in the back yard and noticed he was behaving in such a way that i knew in a mega instant that he was playing with a critter of some sort. now, it was 1 in the afternoon. i had just crawled outta bed.....this arty girl is part night owl and does not shut down until 4....5, 6, 7 in the morning. i had major bed head, blanket crinkles and drool on my face, no bra, and the beast was misbehaving so i was walking like a drunk person trying to walk across a waterbed. we have privacy fence, buuuuut the neighbors have decks and the neighbors on both sides of us were outside. lovely. just lovely. mike refused to come when i called him cuz he knew mommy was gonna take his play mate away, which meant that the mommy had to come out after him in all my fresh-out-of-the-bed-glory. again....lovely, just lovely. let the chase begin. thankfully i was able to grab michael. clenched between his teeth was a soggy, drippy, and now dead playmate. it was either a vole or baby possum. i had michael by the scruff of his neck, and gave him a few gentle tough love shakes and told him to drop it and drop it now! michael looked at me and i just knew what he was thinking....no way iz i spittn 'im out, dis bees my toy not yours. (i just know that is how he sounds...take my word for it) with that he did what the gators and crocs do on the wild life shows when eating an antelope in one swallow....he did that flick of his head thing so that the vole/possum was not laying cross ways in his little mouth any longer, but now long ways.....then he swallowed it.....whole. no way was that dog gonna lick me....evarrrr again. everyone was so worried he was not going to be able to poop it out. ewww. gross, right? the loads of dryer sheets he steals seem to have made their way out, pistchio shells, and who knows what else... everyday as everyone came home from work and school i was asked the same question......so did mike poop it out yet? really? why do even my own peeps think i have any desire, or time, to follow the dog around the backyard to see if he has pooped out his playmate. really. once my last baby was fully potty trained i gave up having to look at anyone or thing's poop. about a week later we let mike have, play with and eat part of a mini pumpkin. steph, my oldest and only daughter suddenly freaks and started to take it away from him fearing he might get sick from it.....really....he licks his butt daily and eats critters....whole. i really doubt a mini pumpkin will do any more harm than his other activities do....sheesh. halloween came and went....steph and a co-worker of hers dressed up as thing 1 and thing 2 for work and my youngest was a cowboy. i am lucky i was even able to snap a quickie photo as steph was getting ready to drive max to his girlfriends house for some halloween fun......squuueeeeee i totally forgot to mention that max has a girlfriend, didn't i. she is cute, and seems mentally well adjusted and normal....thank you Jesus for that! Lord knows we have had our run of crazy girls between the two boys. my smallest baby at birth, only 9 pounds 7 ounces, it now the biggest. he is 6'2" at the moment. next week who knows since he is in the middle of the whole puberty thing. i finished my prototype art doll and am ready to finish up another to send to a swap friend. these are quickie photos. i am so in love with this.....and excited. i am thinking about making one to sell on the nest feathers and twine shop. this is a new wire wrapping thing i tried. i had to figure it out by looking at another artists online. i am hoping someday soon i can pick up a copy of the book that this technique is in. the back is up here....and the front down there..... last night i headed back downstairs to do some more studio purging and cleaning and realized i needed my storage tubs. the storage tubs are outside awaiting a rinse down with the hose. it was 30...40 something degrees and dark and windy. the hose down is gonna have to wait until this weekend when the temps warm up a bit, so darn it i just had to play a little while doing a little tidying. i took some of the skulls i had sculpted from polymer a few weeks ago.... i added some acrylic paint to the ones on the left and right. i was going for a found on the forest floor look. this afternoon i used a combo of alcohol inks, acrylics and stamps pads to give these skull their aged and forest floor found look. i think i like 'em. i still like them bone white as well. i think i will just let each project they will be used in dictate what i do to them. i also used utee and regular embossing powder and a stamp to do this to a wooden bead that is what the stamp looked like i was using to press in to the utee while it was still warm and workable to give the bead texture. i also added a vintage stamp to a wee bottle. i did not like the 'newness' of the cork so i aged it a bit with some ink. wahlahhh....now it is ready to be used in a future assemblage/collage piece. just one of the goodies i found while cleaning the studio....it is gonna be part of a necklace someday real soon... i have been driving myself looney looking for these and found them....also to be part of a necklace soon, and a few other projects. the photo stinks, i know. i just wanted to snap a quickie to play some show-n-tell of a couple of goodies i have been working on. i am loving working with the steel wire again. i did not realized how much i missed it. beads i have gathered for another necklace i am working on. the darned big beads with what i thought were big big holes in them won't take the wire for my original idea. seems the holes are much smaller in the middle. so i am rethinking the 'stringing' process for this piece. this is the focal for the necklace. a locket that holds a toe bone from a wolf, or was it a coyote, that was hit by a car and did not survive....according to the etsy seller. i am thinking of calling the piece the sacred bone. i have used steel that i hammered and wrapped it a bit with sari silk. i think that is about it. i am sure i will think of a gazillion and a half more things i wanted to say or show-n-tell as soon as i hit the publish post button. i am off to find something of the chocolate variety...wish me luck because i don't think we have anything. maybe there will still be that swig of pumpkin spice milk. i have missed you all. big squishy hugs and sloppy kisses to you. be back soon.
Joseph Cornell (December 24, 1903 — December 29, 1972) was an American artist and film maker, one of the pioneers and most celebrated…