"Artify": To make arty; To imbue and beautify with art. "Heart": The center or inner core of one's being. Thus, to "ArtiphyTheHeart" is to imbue the inner core of one's existance with the beauty of art.
I'm a curious and creative explorer of the world, currently working in book arts, collage, mixed media, fiber arts and acrylics. Each day I try to share a snippet of my life and musings through a piece of artwork, and every once in a while I spice it up with a pinch of practical wisdom.
Page two in my Connections journal. Once again, just the barest collage. I'm showing the page before adding the layers which will tie it all together, and before journaling.
I added color to part of the black and white photos with Faber-Castel Pitt brush pens, but other than that I left them alone.
There is a common thread throughout this book. You probably haven't seen enough pages yet to make the connection, but then again, you might have an idea or two of what you think might tie these pages together. If you need a need another look at page one, you can find it HERE. And you can see the inside cover and learn a little more about the book by clicking HERE.
This is page one in my Connections journal, but only the barest of beginnings of a page. If you're interested, you can read a little more about the book and see the inside cover HERE.
I may or may not show this page again when it's been a little further down the line, but I wanted to show it at this stage to point out how easy it is to turn one thing into something completely different just by making tiny changes here and there.
For instance, the center photo was black and white and glossy. I removed the gloss and gave it an uneven sepia tint with walnut ink. Darker here, lighter there.
The paper top left was a light cream color. What now looks like a lighter design was quite a bit darker than the background. Brushing on walnut ink unevenly, stained and darkened everything but the design which resisted the ink, so now the design appears lighter. Nothing more than that.
The lettering was fun. I did that by myself. But the flowers--bottom left--were stamped with plain, black ink. Adding a bit of the blue from the letters at the top turned the flowers into something completely new altogether.
Now the fun will be in adding more and more layers, making it uniquely personal, tying it all together, and turning it into something more than a composed grid.
Just the collage without additions, subtractions, or journaling.
This is the inside cover of the book I bound in a workshop with Kelly Kilmer on Saturday. It's scanned. When I decide how I'm going to finish it, I'll snap a pic of the outside of the book. It's a wonderful, unusually constructed book, and I know I'll be binding more of them.
This collage has only 4 separate pieces of paper, including the two focal images. The rest is a collage of tape, and a snip of open-weave twine.
It's far from finished, but I plan to scan each page as they get to this point and print copies. I'll bind the copies in paper back journals and see how many variations I can come up with for the same page. Just for fun, and to keep me on my toes.
That little girl looks a lot like pictures of me when I was that age, right down to the haircut. But my mother didn't look at all like that lady, and she wasn't a French accordian player.