(Yet) another instance where I polled present company for a random three-letter word to put in the collage on which I worked.
That four peice set I mentioned. All of the pieces come from Nat Geos, but these are probably the least arbitrarily put together.
The Little Mermaid, my dad traveled to Denmark for work when I was in middle school and brought my sister and I back small statue replicas of their little mermaid. My sister broke the hand off of hers almost immediately.
Who would have thought the other vice of 60's advertising was alcohol.
These issues of National Geographic contained maps with beautifully illustrative typography, like that below. I had to make it my own.
A Degas that I somewhat regret having up. Why was that old artist man hanging around a bunch of ballerinas? All the time?
During the one-week museum program, each member designed a postcard and did not sign it. This was the postcard I received, and it was from my closest friend in the program. I wonder if the program director noticed our friendship, and sent me hers on purpose. I wonder.
Like most of these pieces, this came from the same museum program. The quality of some was better than others, but this piece was particularly nice. The paper is thick, like it was meant for mixed media and the print upon it.
The San Francisco sticker. Stuck to the wall not by the adhesive already on it, but by a piece of masking tape. So that I can still have plans for it.
The unintentional diptych. Two pieces which certainly were not made together, but collected together. Similar stylistically, but not in content. Either way, no matter where they hang, they will hang together.
A painting, interrupted. By a kayak. That I put there.
National Geographic cutout. This was one of the first times I'd seen the kind of photo a 360 degree lens could take, like a miniature planet.
Laminated. Difficult to get to stick to the wall.
You can't quite see it here, but there is a Lichentstein-esque print on the back of this piece of Superman. I didn't think it quite fit the overall tone of this collage, but here's a secret. I like that side better.
The woman pictured at top right has her own folder in my phone's facial-recognition services. She is by far, the most photographed individual on my wall. By chance.