Showing posts with label Inorganics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inorganics. Show all posts

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Trash or treasure?

 
Here are some more things I didn't buy at the op shop, looking a bit crinkly I'm afraid from spilling a whole jar of water on my sketchbook.  Might be time for a desk clean up methinks.  
 And hooray, it's that time of year again...
 I might have to do a "Things I didn't bring home from the inorganic collection" edition of drawings. I have already resisted a beautiful '70s couch (severely broken) and a pair of knitted gold sparkly pants!

Thursday, June 9, 2011

My creative space

Another week, another bird woman, with a crow this time. I'm working on a few of these at the moment and I'm going to make them into cards, collaged with old fabric. I was really excited to find this fabric on an old mattress in the inorganic rubbish collection over the weekend, and ended up with *ahem* 74 photos of it. And a little strip of the fabric. Just in case!
To see other people's creative spaces take a look over here.

Happy Thursday to you!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

My creative space

When I lived in Wellington, I would always see a guy walking around with a little blue budgie snuggled onto his shoulder. It always looked like it was whispering secrets in his ear.

I drew this kind of old-fashioned version last night - I'm going to cut out this old-fashioned lady, and her budgie...
...collage them onto one of these floral fabrics (some of which I photographed from old mattresses in the inorganic rubbish collection)
...and make her into a greeting card. She's got a few sisters too; I think one of them is going to have a crow on her shoulder, another a macaw and another a sparrow.

To see other people's creative spaces take a look over here.

Happy Thursday!

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Inorganics

It's inorganic collection time in our suburb at the moment, time for all sorts of treasures to emerge on the footpath. Sarah Laing has drawn a great comic about the inorganics, which you can read here. I can identify with the way she feels like a tormented werewolf trying to resist all the things that other people have put out. I've been trying really hard to resist picking up more treasure...so far I've only acquired a stash of 1970s National Geographics, and a whole lot of photos, mainly of the beautiful fabric on old mattresses. And some funny looks, while I've been taking photos of said mattresses.

I love the way all the old chairs waiting by the roadside look so inviting. You just want to sit down and have a cup of tea in them!

Well, maybe not this one!

Or to sit down and play your stringless guitar!