Sarah's New Dress
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It's raining.
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The dog and I have been out in it and found it to be a quiet, gentle kind of rain. Now we are inside. We wiped our feet.
A fire is burning in the fireplace and I have did some art. One that didn't work out and was deleted, and one that survived that you are looking at now.
The woman is out in the studio cutting cloth for a new jacket.
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I have nothing of import to say, so I will be quiet now.
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Namaste.
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posted by tearful dishwasher at 12:27 PM
18 Comments:
It's the hair that gets to me more in this picture, more so than the shimmering dress. The dress shimmers does it not?
Oh my god that empty room that carpet that dress that girl ALL ONE PIECE jesus I know her/them/it too. I know all of them. Tapped in. You've got it right. Brilliant fucking art. Brilliant. Don't ever doubt it. This made me double over. That's what real art does.
xo
wv: ungoni
Your art is so ungoni sometimes I can barely breathe.
wow.
It rained here today but the sun was shining so bright I didn't take it seriously. I did try to take its picture but that damn rain hid itself in the pool.
That girl is wearing a dress cut on the bias.
Just thought I'd mention that.
I like the quiet parts. I do.
Sara looks ready for Halloween. Nice.
Beautiful portrait. The light is wonderful. Moody with the starkness of the room.
~robert
Elisabeth-
Shimmers and glows. And that hair is amazing, isn't it?
Radish-
In thinking about how I work with these images, I'm starting to believe that all I do is stop in my tracks when what I'm playing with comes together in a way that my body reacts to.
An image can be all kinds of interesting and pretty or odd and disturbing, but if it doesn't meet that threshold it isn't....I don't know what it isn't. Good, I guess.
Anyway, thanks for being a reliable barometer.
yrs-
me
Bethany-
Thanks for coming by!
Ms. Moon-
If only we were cut on the bias. Then we might be more flexible and we'd drape better.
Petit Fleur-
Man, she's ready to kick Halloween's ASS.
Ha.
Robert-
Thank you.
As you know, it's all about the light. It is one of the big challenges of working in digital collage- the source materials have to work together to convey a lighting scheme that hangs together.
Sometimes it works.
The whole piece - hair prominently and the look in her eyes - has the feel of things deeply known, never spoken of. I sense a foreshadowing, like Cormac McCarthy when I want to tell the cowboys, don't go to Mexico, don't...it feels as though the bad omen has already arrived but no one else senses it.
undness - there was something missing, an undness about them
Oddly charming. Those witchy cone-horns. Desolate isolate, dear Tearful . . .
ps. I'm dressing exactly like this for Halloween. I'll post a pic for you. xo
Oh hell yes!! This reminds me of Loretta Lux's work. So.good.so.good.
I don't know why but that quiet part made me take my first breath of the day. A real breath, that is.
And the art, oh, the art.
that image is gut-wrenching.
in a good way, i mean.
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