Entries in flowers (18)
Digital painting and collage.
A reworked older image from 2007.
Another kind of changeling. She doesn't quite belong to the human world, feeling more at home in the presence of slowly growing, silent things. She prefers to speak without sound. She also reminds me of myself as a child; the emotion more than the face. This could also be interpreted as a loss of innocence, a wish to return to the bliss of unknowing.
Second image is a screenshot of the work in progress: here you can see the individual, drawn parts in the background, ready to be arranged.
Digital illustration and collage.
Sometimes I try to interperet feelings instead of ideas or stories, although the three often merge together somehow, almost of their own accord. Sometimes it is as though the image comes alive and takes control of its own destiny. And sometimes I have no idea what I'm talking about! My Ophelia represents longing and buried emotion, something about to chrysalise.....positively. She is an effort to recall what I myself cannot.
Originally created early last year, I think. I had deleted it from my gallery to make a few adjustments then forgot to upload it again. For the Singing Tree series - inspired by tapestries. x
Friends, forever ver.1
Friends, forever ver.2
Digital illustration. I couldn't decide between versions so opted to keep both. The less saturated image feels somewhat quieter, more melancholy. This is actually a 'remake' of an older image, although I never quite considered the older version to be complete. I feel really odd because I didn't include the customary playing card symbol to the image.....whatever must this mean!?
Friends, forever? Depends upon how you choose to interperet it. I mean, imagine being permanently, physically connected to another individual in this way, whether they were a twin, a friend or even a stranger to you. I wonder about the life they might lead, for 'lives' in the plural would be difficult to imagine. However, I have chosen to take the optimistic view and should prefer to imagine them to be almost smugly inclusive of one another, perhaps even covetous of the apprehension/unease they inspire. Question: how do they go about getting a trim? And one more thing: what would happen if somebody dared to sever their bond? I dread to think.
The style and tones remind me of the old Holly Hobbie illustrations from my childhood.