On the bulletin board in my studio, from top-left moving clockwise: an old (fading now) watercolour of the Three Kings or Wise Men (or Magi, as certain people who believe in ghosts like to say); a wee mixed-media drawing on paper of a man in a long coat with a house on his head; a pen-and-ink self-portrait by my friend Jeannette (currently starving in Japan) in which she says "By the time you get this I'll already be dead. Just kidding."; a colour print of a drawing in I did in design school, of a yearning woman against a prairie landscape; a drawing by my nephew Landon, when he was four or five (I think), of King Kong, with an inscription that I probably suck at the computer game of the same name; a sweet note from my friend Connie Pierson, concerning an art trade we did; a drawing on a paper bag, by Jeannette, testifying to an emerging psychosis; a mixed media piece by my brother Jon; a drawing of some nice German boys lost in the woods; another Jeannette piece, this time featuring a tent in a living room (a common fantasy of anyone under thirty); some painting tags from sold pieces; an enigmatic drawing by my friend Martin; a Remembrance Day poppy; a postcard with the work of Yoshitomo Nara; an old brochure from our studio collective; a promo card of my own; a photocopy of a detail from a map of the New World; more promotional stuff; a Wiktor Sadowski poster for Macbeth; a left over invite from our open house. Do not ask me what any of this means.
On the bulletin board in my studio, from top-left moving clockwise: an old (fading now) watercolour of the Three Kings or Wise Men (or Magi, as certain people who believe in ghosts like to say); a wee mixed-media drawing on paper of a man in a long coat with a house on his head; a pen-and-ink self-portrait by my friend Jeannette (currently starving in Japan) in which she says "By the time you get this I'll already be dead. Just kidding."; a colour print of a drawing in I did in design school, of a yearning woman against a prairie landscape; a drawing by my nephew Landon, when he was four or five (I think), of King Kong, with an inscription that I probably suck at the computer game of the same name; a sweet note from my friend Connie Pierson, concerning an art trade we did; a drawing on a paper bag, by Jeannette, testifying to an emerging psychosis; a mixed media piece by my brother Jon; a drawing of some nice German boys lost in the woods; another Jeannette piece, this time featuring a tent in a living room (a common fantasy of anyone under thirty); some painting tags from sold pieces; an enigmatic drawing by my friend Martin; a Remembrance Day poppy; a postcard with the work of Yoshitomo Nara; an old brochure from our studio collective; a promo card of my own; a photocopy of a detail from a map of the New World; more promotional stuff; a Wiktor Sadowski poster for Macbeth; a left over invite from our open house. Do not ask me what any of this means.
Very cool.
ReplyDeleteNice collage idea!
ReplyDeletei like the way that you have displayed the tiny arts. you are right. tiny makes ya think. do you think that 5x7 is too large?
ReplyDeleteIt means that you have a way better bulletin board than me.
ReplyDeleteNice idea, I like it.
ReplyDeleteReally like the crown head guy...your pinup board is about a million times cleaner than mine...which is about 20 deep of unfinished items...that would be a great topic...nice stuff...
ReplyDeleteThanks for the introduction to Wiktor Sadowski! Very interesting artwork he does. Great post for the topic.
ReplyDeleteGreat Work, very nice and cute!
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love the Macbeth - I would have kept that too - and the piece by your brother, and the sketch of the Germans, and... well, let's just say I don't care what it means, I would enjoy having this hanging in my own studio.
ReplyDeletethe most beautiful bulletin board ive seen yet!
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