Life: Spin the wheel. You never know what you’re going to get.
Every great and life changing innovation throughout history has always sprung first from the hatching of an idea.
Made with vintage architecture prints, antique lithographs, vintage animals, chair, midcentury dollhouse doll, old game parts and marbles, tea pot, parasol.
We all have one spectacular act that can be performed only once in our lives, hopefully with an audience. I think this pony outdid himself.
Exclamation mark made with antique book cover, original class notes from 1920s, old postcards and illustrations, antique deer and sheep, glass inkwells, pocket watch, shell, twig, vintage book, ink pen and ink pen nibs.
I have a vast collection of old journals written during the early part of the 20th century when living life seemed to always come with an exclamation point. Back then the simple act of visiting a friend, strolling the beach or just taking an afternoon walk came with an appreciation and excitement we don’t associate with the mundane these days. It’s probably why so many old journal entries ended with a big ‘ol fat ink exclamation point instead of a period. I pay homage to this by affixing old ink pen nibs to the end of the shell and twig dipped in the ink wells, and using them as thorns, flower buds, deer antlers, sheep legs and the stem of a grape. Maybe Covid has taught us to use an exclamation mark on the mundane.
“Neither snow nor rain nor heat or gloom of night stays these couriers from their swift completion of their appointed rounds.”
This is purely a play on words I couldn’t resist capturing in a piece. I am a fan of nature photography and documentaries which often use classical music to heighten and accentuate the drama and beauty. This is my interpretation of the forces of photography, nature and music coming together. Please take note of bird peering out of camera lens and flower in view finder.