By now, I must have over 500 laminated images, all cut from magazines.
The choices I make to cut an image or not tells a story. What is still hidden in the morning mist.
Feels like working on a shell grotto.
Waiting for the sun to come out and solve the mist. But as we all know, that can take years.
Maybe I'm all wrinkled and grey by the time ;)
For sure the story will start with once upon a time...
may they live happily ever after.
And so may you, love Elisa.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
In my little garden on this sunny Friday.
It's Friday that I'm in love
feeling at home.
My first day of holiday at home, all Sundays in a row.
Made and ate a big English breakfast. Now I feel like the Muse can come in.
Maybe I just saw her, as a white butterfly.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Last Sunday in London at the south bank of the river Thames.
Just been to ' Walking in my mind' in the Hayward Gallery.
Loved to see the polkadot works from Yayoi Kusama and got totally enchanted by Yoshitomo Nara, my mind, heart and three souls felt so at home in his drawing room (bedroom included).
Breastfed my magic by the video installation from Pippilotti Rist, smooth extremities.
Kissing or hugging a tree seems to be my personal ritual in London :)
Sending out my eternal wish for the universe; to play along in the contemporary art world ;)