Saturday, 15 January 2011

Recycle

Notebook two has been made using one of the Christmas cards that I received. I used some pink Japanese tape to cover up the words and the stitching on the spine. The pages are made from tissue paper, Indian rag paper and some copy paper that I have painted.





I have been thinking a lot about all the challenges many in different parts of our world have been facing due to nature. I hope that things will soon calm down so people can continue with some semblance of a normal life.

The next two collages are mounted on some table linen that I have owned for many years, probably decades and not really used. The photograph is of maternal Grandmother, Eva. I recently found that I had a handwritten list of all the schools Eva had attended. I have used this text printed onto silk in the collages. The silk is some of the sari ribbon and the lace from a family member.





Wishing you all a good weekend.

6 comments:

dosfishes said...

I like that photo of your grandmother, she looks as if she is waiting with anticipation for something good coming her way. Lovely laces and ribbons. Fun play in our studio I see. xox Corrine

Jill said...

Beautiful work, and what a lovely picture of your grandmother. I love the way you have framed her with the lace.

ShabbyChicShaz said...

what lovely work, so nice to make it personal and use your own family portraits :)

Emma said...

Very gentle this week. We got there didn't we? Had my walk, now for a restful bath! So I find the energy to think about the next thing, I love it!)

Jan said...

More lovely work. Your grandmother was very attractive, she has a modern look to her somehow, maybe the bare toned looking arms and the hair, the slenderness of her. I wonder what the little designs in the red cross stitching are supposed to represent? Very curious. Chickens? Bunnies?

Cameron said...

Sue, love the pictures.You have given me some ideas about how to use some of my old pictures, copies of them, with a few scraps of lace. I hope you don't mind my imitation, we only imitate those we admire, and I don't sell my journals or pictures. How I do ramble. Love and hugs