Art is Life is Art: Susan Reep Photo Art

What a day!  I finally got the web page done.  I’ve been working on it since March.  I say “I,” but the chief architect is my son-in-law Steve Davies.  Since I’m his MIL, I got a discount – but anyone who needs a web page, I recommend Steve.  I was very picky to the littlest details, and I don’t know what he’s saying at home, but he was patient all the way through with me.  SO – I let people know through facebook, twitter, email – and I’ve had such wonderful response that it feels like Christmas!  I’ve even sold two collages!  Thank you everyone!

Now that I have a blog and a website, it’s shameless self-promotion time, so please subscribe and pass it on to others.  Steve put those little boxes on the pages where you are supposed to say you like something, or post links or comments.  I don’t really understand that part.

Me up at the cabin working on Blue Moon

I continued work today on the collage I was wrestling with yesterday and it continued to give me trouble.  I have to do a little, look, think, do some more, and there have been times that after a couple of days I’ve just trashed what wouldn’t work out.  This time, though, I realized I was using the wrong background photo.  So I switched and after hours more I had it.  Here’s a really bad photo – I’ll scan it when I get home.

A very bad photo of Desert Spirits

The background photo is the stinky corpse plant – I’ll blog about that soon.  The “blue moons” again are part of my friend Jeff’s old victrola.   The spirits – yes, there are four girls dancing in there, were practicing at a school in Monteverde, Costa Rica, and the flowers are from the Utah Visitor Center near the San Rafael Swell on I-70.  And the little yellow bud on the top?  From a dahlia at Butchart Gardens, Victoria.

And – to tell you the truth, I just might turn this one upside down!  To see rightside up collages, click here

I’m at our cabin and was up far too early today.  I awoke at 5:45 and made the mistake of looking out the window.  The special early-morning silence of the forest captured me and there was no turning back.  So I came downstairs and sat by the window hoping to see a deer walk by.  How many hundreds of deer have I seen in my lifetime?  No matter.  There is still something entrancing about a deer’s silent, graceful passage through the trees.  I didn’t see one but I fed the blue jays (they love peanuts and are very raucous sorting out who goes first).

New collage - untitled

So here’s a bad photo of my new collage.  The background photo i a rock formation at Arches National Park.  The formation reminded me of the three wise men (it may even be named that for all I know) so I treated it as such.  The hats are part of a Venus Flytrap, the caps are part of the stinky corpse plant that bloomed recently at Huntington Gardens, the frontman is carrying a Chinese lantern, and the blue moon is an old victrola speaker thing.  The little goat, since mountain goats do belong at Arches, is one of my brother’s baby goats.  He’s standing on part of the stinky plant.  I like this, although I may take the goat out.

Today continuing word on a collage that is vexing me – can’t get it right but it’s somewhere in there.  I have more collage images in my art gallery.