Collage woman
478 creative works found
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Lithuania THE LAST WORKS (CLIKC FOR VIEW)
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Photo Based Mixed Media Processed image with an emphasis on organic collage. She is holding an abundance of eggs in a oval bowl that represents her womb. The collage element to her right alludes to the shape of a vessel. This Image has an intense textural quality.
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A softer image from some of my other pieces. Inspired by a shy friend who is blossoming, discovering and learning so much while on a very special journey.
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“Triangle” by Lyuda 2008. / Ink on paper, colorized in photoshop. / lavrentyeva.com / Watching too many French movies lately, and this is what came out of my pen.
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Mixed Medium On Canvas ! / http://images-3.redbubble.net/img/art/framecolor:charcoal/framestyle:box20/mattecolor:off%20white/product:framed-print/size:large/view:preview/1325097-1-contemplate.jpg!
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medium: acrylic paint and collage on 300gsm paper. Hundreds of tiny pieces of paper torn from magazines was used in her back. I used beautiful Japanese Washi paper for her glove and hair. size: 42cm x 59cm (A2) currently listening to: Trippin’ by Mark Morrison
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At the masquerade ball held at her favorite boite, La Grenouille Grincheuse (“The Grumpy Frog”), Mathilde d’Asperge contemplates giving in to temptation. Ah, the allure of the Green Fairy, who could resist? Surely the dashing Duke Throbbleton would see her home safely should she become…indisposed. He hadn’t seemed to mind last week, but then again, she was a bit fuzzy on the details. Just a small glass or two and she would be just in time for a midnight ride on the enthralling Royal Hippodrome, ballooning under a crescent moon as Paris lay glittering beneath her feet! You, of course, are most cordially invited to join her…
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I had this box at a show some time ago. The show was so dead I wouldn’t have been surprised to see a tumbleweed amble by and I was getting ready to pack up and call it a day. As I was trying to figure out which tchotchkes to wrap up first, an elderly lady came over to my table and picked this very box up, ever so gently. She ran her trembling fingers over the smooth finish and chuckled softly to herself. “Ah, this reminds me…” she said and then her voice drifted off. I reached out and took one of her hands – it was soft and very dry and I could feel every bone. “Tell me”, I said. I led her around the table to an empty chair and poured her a bit of tea from a Thermos. / “Oh, it’s a silly story” she said with a wave of her hand, “but if you insist. I used to take a walk every day, but I’d never walk in my neighborhood, no! I’d always take a streetcar to the nicest neighborhood in the city and I’d walk around those beautiful tree-lined streets and smell all those beautiful rich-people flowers and I would imagine that each and every one of those enormous stunning mansions belonged to me. Do you know what you hear in neighborhoods like that, besides birds? Pianos being played. Every other house, it seemed. It was lovely. I believed it was only fair that I should have one some day, so I spent some time considering which one I wanted. I was a very silly young woman, you see. Well, there was this one. It was the house of my dreams, a gingerbread Victorian with spires and turrets and balconies and beautiful stained glass windows like sparkling jewels. It took my breath away every time I saw it. I was sure that there was no possible way that the family who lived there deserved a house that lovely. It was out of the way, but I’d walk to it every time and it was on a cul de sac, so I’d stand smack in the road and stare at it with my mouth open just like a frog! One day I had gotten a late start walking so that it was almost dusk and the moon was rising by the time I got to “my” house. There was an “Open House” sign in the yard! It was being sold, I couldn’t believe it! I knew perfectly well there was no realtor there – it was much too late in the evening, but I went and tried the front door just the same. It opened! I crept in, hoping against hope that it was terrible inside so I could fall out of love with it and be tormented no more, but of course it was absolutely perfect in every respect. I would not have changed one thing about it if it were mine. I wanted to see everything because I knew I’d never get to see the inside of it again, it was like memorizing the face of someone you love. So having poked thoroughly around the entire house, I made my way up the staircase to the uppermost turret and opened the door. And imagine my shock when I found a woman and her cat staring back at me, just like on this box! Well of course, I screamed. And she looked just like this, Sabina, gazing right into my eyes with the most casual expression as if she’d been expecting me all the time and her skirt hiked up over her hips, giving that full moon coming through the window something to look at. She had the most beautiful backside I’d ever seen before or since.” Here, the lady looked up at me with a distinctly mischievous sparkle in her eye. I suppressed the urge to burst out laughing in delight. “So she poured me a glass of cordial and we became fast friends. Her cat’s name was Marzipan. How I loved them both!” The lady got a faraway look and was quiet for awhile. Of course, I tried to give her the box but she said that no, it would make her too sad, but that she was happy to have seen it and to have remembered her sweetheart for a little while. She thanked me for the tea and was on her way. And that’s the reason why the show at which I sold nothing was the best one I’ve ever been at. This original artwork and story are copyright Ramona Szczerba 2008. Copyright to this material is in no way transferrable with the sale of this item. The buyer is not entitled to any reproduction rights – neither image nor story can be reproduced without my express written permission. Thanks!
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a kind of self portrait… inspired by true events
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♥YAY♥ Winner of the Lolita Lollypop Challenge- FEATURED in Lolita at Play and The Feature Fraternity – - – + – - - Other work some might enjoy: ♥ / – - – + – - - created using a scanner, illustrator and photoshop. / inspired by tokyo street culture & fashion SEE THE TEE VERSION
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More to go with my others :)
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Acrylic paint, ink, paper and gold gilding on paper
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collage (bg adn dress) and acrylics on canvas 46 × 61cm
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Vote for her in the lollypop challenge! ♥ created using a scanner, illustrator and photoshop. / inspired by tokyo street culture & fashion featured in the tee section of the featured gallery / in the group WOMANLY / and in beige is death see the original print version—-- which was created for a challenge over at the ♥ Lolita at Play ♥ group…
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FEATURED in ALL IN,EDITING BITS and PIECES FUSIONartPHOTOGRAPHY.com
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I am creating my very first series. It is based around the definition of Liberty and I am working my way around the world. Most places I have traveled to or wish to see. The series is called “Liberta” – I love this word and the idea it represents. For me it is about travel and that wonderful sense of freedom. Created on paper with acrylic paint, wrapping paper, paper cut outs and pen.
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Inspired by the poem “Hombres necios que juzgáis” by Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz, who was a very liberal and feminist nun ;P Canon 400D y Canon Ixus65
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I been really having a hard time lately things are in a swirl just when you think the world might balance out for you you get mixed up in another scam / another jam / another flimflamming frieken blame it on whoever im tired of looking / down I am coming up / im coming on up to the side where / you can see me even if in pursuit of what is not there only created by divine ness. Isa.. thinking out load.. / i must have two hundred different abstracts.. and thought I would share with you once in a while .. as I loaded this one up .. these were the words I wrote.. so .. hoping they make someone see something.. I dont know . lol. ,,and there is one friend whom tells me to take some abstracts and make a collection of them .. and make a collage. so that is my next project. .. always in pursuit of the next thing , I guess.
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