After a highly needed restful Saturday, I went to the studio all day Sunday. I seemed to kick my lethargic Saturday mood to the way side. (I think I was fighting a cold.) Today I have more energy, and I had a good studio day. I started by organizing my stack of xeroxed photos into stacks. I put aside the ones I related to in some way today and picked out these.
Today, I worked from these photos only. I played with compositions and came up with the following collages using fabric:
I haven’t given these collages names yet. This composition came to me intuitively. I didn’t expect to make a collage today about war. War is always going on. It could be a personal war, or a religious war. It make no difference. It is always people who don’t accept people for who they are; forever trying to change people to see the same way. (How boring, really!) Diversity is good in my world.
What do you think is going on in this one? I would love to hear what you think.