Saturday, July 19, 2014

This time I meant it

Unlike my purple, red, black and white string of index cards, this latest group of cards was intentionally developed as a series.

I'm hosting an "asemic writing" postcard swap and it inspired me to practice this form of wordless writing on a bunch of blank index cards and transparency scraps.  Those practice pieces have shaped my ICAD compositions for the last few days.  Each day built upon the previous day's work.

Here's the whole bunch.  I made 7 cards over 4 days.

7-16-14 (#1)

7-16-14 (#2)

7-17-14 (#1)

7-17-14 (#2)

7-18-14 (#1)

7-18-14 (#2)

Perhaps there will be more.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

of fish, birds, circles and scraps...

Faced with a clean desk and an absence of red & purple, I sat down to make Saturday's index card and had zero ideas.

There was some random smearing of paint and half-hearted stamping of circles, but then the littlest circles started looking like bubbles, and I went scurrying off for suitable imagery.  Mandy is right, everything does look better with a fish on it.


This one started out as the card where I 'd removed the extra paint from my circle stamps the day before.   I pulled out some markers and colored in all the little intersecting spaces.  It pleases me more than I thought it would. 

A corollary to the above fish theory involves birds...

Thank goodness for a well-stocked scrap basket.  I got home late last night from an evening of art, wine and conversation and nearly forgot to make my card.
A pre-painted background and some pleasing scraps had me done and in bed within 5 minutes.
It's been really hot and sticky in the art room, and if not for ICAD I probably wouldn't be in there at all.  As always, I am eternally grateful to Tammy for leading this challenge every summer and fueling my creativity in all kinds of weather.

Friday, July 11, 2014

Working in series....yeah...that's what I'm doing....

For the last few days I've been using a lot of black, white, red and purple.  I'd like to say there was a grand plan, but in truth, the series springs from not cleaning my desk at all this week.  I sit down at night to make an index card and all of yesterday's (and the day before's) paint and scraps are still scattered about.  I could probably invent some profound artist's statement about the meaning of my new series, but really it's a series about being too lazy to reach for a different color.





I got a little crazy on this one and introduced teal (but only because I found an index card that already had teal paint on it.)
7-9-14 (#2)

I was right back to the black, white, red & purple the next day.
7-10-14 (#1)

7-10-14 (#2)

7-10-14 (#3)
This is what my desk looked like when I sat down to make my card tonight:
It's a miracle I made anything at all

As of this writing, order (or what passes for it in my house) has been restored.

I wonder what tomorrow's card will look like?

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Another Round Robin

I recently started a collaborative art journal round robin with four friends, because being part of one round robin wasn't enough pressure, I needed more art deadlines in my life.  (and no sooner was this group up and running when a different friend asked me if I'd be willing to host a round robin.  I wisely said no to that one, but not after thinking for about an hour that SURE, I could handle working in three different art journals every month. My sanity was quickly restored.)

For Round Robin #2, I'm altering a book from 1955 called "The Boy Scientist." 

 This is the inside cover:

Since the intention of the group is to add to and alter one another's work, a lot of my pages are just beginnings, or invitations to play.

The book has some terrific illustrations that I'm hoping my clever friends will incorporate into their work.

This page uses an aborted ICAD, it's glued into my book with the end sticking out like a little tab:

 I decided to get interactive on the next spreads.  The page on the right has a large circle cut out of it.

Here's what it looks like when you turn the page:

 This one got a little random...

 Naturally I couldn't resist a stamp head.
Harry Truman never looked lovelier.
I wonder if Bess knew he liked to wear ball gowns?

These last two could stand on their own as finished pages, but I'm not opposed to the creative alterations from my talented (and equally silly) friends.

Finally, here's the cover of the book:

I used layers of paint and tissue paper, and the  tissue paper left all those nice raised wrinkles.  I dragged a blue oil pastel across the surface to highlight the wrinkles.  Hopefully the group will create some collaborative art on it.

I now have two journals in my possession, from two different artists, from two different groups, and they both need to in the mail by August 1st.
Time to start collaborating!

Saturday, July 5, 2014

haphazard ICADS

 Flying by the seat of my pants as usual when it comes to this week's index cards...

Bits of vintage security envelopes, old postage stamps, ubiquitous circles.


An interesting bit of styrofoam fell out of the box my new fan came in.  I used it to make those black stamp marks. 

The cards from July 1st were covered in my last post.  Thanks for all your feedback. I ended up gluing the original stamp head to the index card with the woman, and gluing a copy of the stamp head to the other index card.  (Many thanks to Christie for this simple solution to my conundrum.)  (and my mother, the editor, has informed me that my grammar irritation on card #2 was unfounded.  This is known as an exclamatory question and her go-to source says An exclamation mark may be used to close questions that are meant to convey extreme emotion, as in "What on earth are you doing! Stop!")(Who knew?)(or maybe I should say WHO KNEW!)

After those July 1st cards,  I went on a stamp-head frenzy.
It was much too hot and humid this week to spend time in my unairconditioned studio, so these quick and easy cards were all I could muster.




I woke this morning to the irritating realization that I didn't do an index card yesterday.  I completely forgot.  It wasn't like I was too busy with 4th of July celebrations.  It was a ridiculously rainy day, and we barely left the house.  I had ample opportunity to create a card, but it never entered my head to do so.
I'm trying to get over my disappointment for breaking my streak, but it's been hard.  I've been walking around like the woman in the picture above.  My arm is getting tired from pressing it to my forehead for so many hours.
So it goes.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

funny 1 or funny 2?

I have two index cards using the same "stamp head" image and I can't decide which one gets glued in place.

This one?

Or this one?

I kind of like the second one better, except the background image is too small for an index card, so it's got an odd composition.  Plus it bugs the crap out of me that the question ends in an exclamation point instead of a question mark.

Which one do you like better?

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Descent into summer camp madness

First day of camp.
After an 11 hour day in which my name was called every other minute, I managed to glue a few desk scraps onto a pre-painted index card.
Done in sixty seconds and I didn't even resort to orange and aqua circles.
Feeling pretty proud of myself.

Day two of camp.  
I didn't think it was possible to be more exhausted than yesterday, yet I came home and stared dumbly at my blank index cards for over a half hour without moving.  I might have drooled a little.
I finally challenged myself to use only things that had arrived in that day's mail.

Those green leaves came from a chocolate bar wrapper.  The entire bar may or may not have been consumed in the making of this collage.
(thanks Gina!)
I lost count of the number of times I moved the "bold and brisk" text back and forth from above the word "people" to below the word "people".  At the time it seemed like the most critical decision in the world, as if people's lives hung in the balance.  I may have been a little bit delirious.  

Day Three of camp
(a.k.a. the "glue random sh*t down" day)
All three backgrounds were pre-painted over a year ago and stuffed in a box of crap that sits on my desk.
Inspiration had been completely pummeled out of me at this point, but that didn't stop me, and what I lacked in quality I made up for in quantity. 

 (This was the same day I superimposed the picture of my family over the Moscow skyline.  I was getting a little punchy.)

Saturday.  Not a camper in sight.
Nothing like a day of rest to bring me back to my usual ICAD sensibilities.

Stay tuned for next week's adventure, in which I consider growing a mustache and changing my name to Harold.