Friday, 28 September 2018

Through A Cornish Window

Years ago I cut pages out of a calendar planner that was illustrated with lovely British watercolors. I chose this one for my dinosaurs, but could not remember who the artist was (or the title for that matter). So I used a website I learned about from a gallery owner I used to work for. TinEye Reverse Image Search:

www.tineye.com

You upload an image and it will identify the image, IF the image is "out there". And this was! It is by Charles Ginner (1878-1952) and is in the collection of The Victoria & Albert Museum.

Window Shopping on the Moon


Windows ATC's

Thursday, 27 September 2018

House of Windows

From the archives.

THEME: Look Through Any Window

I have always loved this song by The Hollies. Why don't we look through a window? What will we see??

This is my last pick for the month...who is up next?!

And in case you want to groove to this 1965 hit song:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eo6ay1t-Vwo

Monday, 24 September 2018

Les oyseaux en harmonie huit miles de haut!


ONLY ANGELS HAVE WINGS

I made this collage some time ago, I think in response to a Kollage Kit challenge, but I never posted it. Seems to fit this theme!

Saturday, 22 September 2018

rose-colored: wings


From my archives.

Background from photo by Wolfgang Tillmans. Moth wings by Maria Sibylla Merian—a way cool woman who traveled to Dutch Guiana in 1699 to do entomology research. She proved, for the 1st time, the phases of metamorphosis from caterpillar to moth/butterfly. Hand w/ roses from postcard of a Mexican "calendar girl." Flying-fish collage from the incomparable Max Ernst (my hero).

a craving for order


From my archives. The dried paws are of European moles, collected in the Netherlands. In the center are fragments of butterfly wings.

Thursday, 20 September 2018

Tuesday, 18 September 2018

In Di'sguise

I read an article in Time Out last week, all about Princess Diana being invited out to the Royal Vauxhall Tavern by her close friends Freddie Mercury, Kenny Everett, and Cleo Rocos... she disguised herself, with the help of her pals, as a male model, in camouflage jacket, black cap, and Aviator sunglasses... and got away with it!
No one recognised her the whole night, and she loved her anonymity, apparently, as all the clubbers were paying attention to her companions instead.
I found the story quite heartwarming, because, of course, her story is pretty tragic mostly, and so it was nice to read about her having a fun night out incognito.
This collage has taken me all over London, well, down the road to the 'Royals' section of our local charity bookshop, and then to the Army Careers office in Victoria (for pics of camouflage jackets to cut up), yesterday, where I don't think they really understood why I had visited them: the two main questions I remember being asked were:
"What exactly do you intend to do with this, sir?" and "Have you ever considered joining up?"!
Still, at least they gave me a copy of Soldier magazine (cover price £3.50) before sending me off with a bit of a flea in my ear, and I did get a great image of a women's camouflage jacket, right size and everything, which I could paste on top of the pic of Di with the umbrella, so it was worth it.
The collage has still come out a little bit more tragic than I'd intended, but that's all part of the process really isn't it, things taking an unexpected turn or two along the way...

Sunday, 16 September 2018

The King's Peach

Another from the archives. Excuse terrible pun!

Queen of the Clippies

Definition of Clippie

slang, British
: a woman who is a conductor and ticket-taker on a bus

Friday, 14 September 2018

Future King & Avid Gardener, December 13, 1948

With her great grandson Prince Charles. This photograph was taken at Buckingham Palace, where Queen Mary attended his christening.

her majesty obscured


Background by William Morris. Midground Queen Elizabeth II in 1951. Foreground from an artwork by Tauba Auerbach (which I sliced up myself).

il ne se baigne pas


Portrait of Louis XIV by Hyacinthe Rigaud.

I wonder how many white weasels had to die to make the lining of that outrageous cape?

According to one source, Louis XIV only bathed three times in his whole life. Another says he took one bath a year. Either way... stinky!

Pecking Order

One from the archives.

Thursday, 13 September 2018

And you thought the Queen was all in love with Corgis...

Starting off with one from the archives!

THEME: Royalty

King? or Queen? or the royal children? Or the pageantry? Real royals? Fictional royals i.e. nursery rhyme/fairy tale monarchs?  I look forward to your creations.

Wednesday, 12 September 2018

Fashion Parade...

I'm not quite sure who the mannequins are in this collage - maybe high priests of fashion, but then again, the high priests are all dressed in all their finery watching the models parade by... maybe they're giant Fashion Police, to watch over the fashion parade and make sure nothing untoward happens?

Tuesday, 11 September 2018

Hellenic Hikers

A parade of Grecian artifacts pasted down on a vintage hand-colored photograph!

Mad Parade


And here's a song from Elvis Costello which might accompany it...

Friday, 7 September 2018

The 23rd Annual Parade of Dolls, Main Street, USA circa 1939

You may or may not remember I have a fondness for vintage dolls (handmade variety) and for a time was a member of The Illinois Artisans Program, as a doll maker, which sold my one of a kind cloth folk-art dolls.

Thursday, 6 September 2018

Big Parade

One from the archive to start off with.

THEME: "On Parade"

Here is a definition:

Shown or displayed especially in a way that attracts attention or notice.

What will be on parade in your collage? Have FUN.

Wednesday, 5 September 2018

Oi, licked 'em, Stein...

Having posted this collage a couple of hours ago, it's starting to disturb me slightly – I have no qualms about using a Lichtenstein painting as its base, because he used comic artists work most of the time as a basis for his work anyway – but the simple act of cutting out two Lichtenstein faces out of a piece, then pasting the remainder on top of an old painting from the cover of an Art Quarterly has resulted in something a bit stranger than intended.
Not that I really knew what I intended in the first place anyway, but it's all got a bit disorienting, the one face/two faces thing, and why is Brad's now all furry?

Tuesday, 4 September 2018

Pip Bong Comics

Too big to get all of it on the scanner hence the bits missing mostly from the right hand side. O well, it's nonsense anyway so hardly matters!

Monday, 3 September 2018

Vivienne Studdy Never Quite Got Over Her Portrayal Alongside Bonzo the Dog


That's Bonzo the Dog, named so in 1922 and initially created as "The Studdy Dog" by G. E. Studdy in around 1918.  And that's Vivienne Studdy who, as an adult, never quite got over her portrayal alongside the popular comic canine.


According to a post entitled "COLLECTING BONZO" on World Collectors Net published November 9, 2010:

George and his wife Blanche had a daughter Vivienne who appeared in some of these sketches alongside Bonzo but she was not always happy with the end result especially when “Heads I win” was published. It wasn’t the fact that a little girl was crying against the wall with a headless doll in her hands and Bonzo grinning with a dolls head in his mouth that upset her but the fact that her knickers were showing and her socks were half way down her legs “I would never had looked that dishevelled!” she told her father.

Have The Ignorers Finally Met Their Match?


Saturday, 1 September 2018

homage to "krazy kat"


Many of you will be familiar with "Krazy Kat," the comic strip by George Herriman that ran in American newspapers starting in 1914 and lasting well into the1930s.

For those of you who don't know it, here's the simple story that Herriman rang countless changes on: There's a romance between Krazy Kat and Ignatz, a mouse, in which Ignatz shows his love by throwing bricks that hit the Kat on the head. This climactic moment is not shown in the strip from which I lifted these panels, but it's usually depicted with a heart emerging from the Kat, for she knows the brick was thrown with love. Ignatz usually pays for his deed by falling into the hands of the authorities, in the person of Offisa Pup, a dog, and is thrown into jail.

I chose this particular example because I was amused by the "meta" element, in which Krazy Kat is reading in the paper the very same things that are happening to the characters. You can follow the story by starting in the upper lefthand corner and going right, down, left, until it finishes up in the lower lefthand corner.

I'll indulge myself by saying that one of my favorite things about this strip are the objects in the background, the environment of fictional Coconico County, Arizona. As Gilbert Seldes writes in Krazy Kat: The Comic Art of George Herriman, "[Herriman] is alone in his freedom of movement; in his large pictures and small, the scene changes at will--it is actually one work in the expressionist mode.  While Krazy and Ignatz talk ... a tree, stunted and flattened with odd ornaments of spots or design, grows suddenly long and thin; or a house changes into a church. The trees in his enchanted mesa [country] are almost always set in flower pots with Coptic and Egyptian designs in the foliage as often as on the pot. There are adobe walls, fantastic cactus plants, strange fungus and growths. And they compose designs. For whether he be a primitive or an expressionist, Herriman is an artist; his works are built up; there is a definite relation between his theme and his structure, and between his lines, masses, and his page." In a future collage, I intend to highlight more of those strange objects.

For those of you who don't know "Krazy Kat," I hope this encourages you to seek out full-page examples of his work (including the Sunday installments in lovely subtle colors) so you can see more of what Gilbert Seldes is writing about...

Roger's Bagful of Nuts