This past week I finally completed one of the mixed-media pieces that has been lurking around for a while. Hooray! It’s good to finish things. But it’s also a little sad, because in some way it ceases to be a thing that evolves and changes and just becomes what it is, static, forever. I think this might be why I really enjoy using old artwork as material for new artwork.
I keep eyeing some of the collage books I made during my semester in Rome, thinking I might cut them up and re-work them…I used to view them as almost sacred, but lately I’ve been thinking it would be amazing to use them for something new. I might save those for next year though, which would be the 20 year anniversary of my time in Rome (!!!). For having spent a comparatively short amount of time there, it is a place that really got to me somehow.
Yesterday I spent a LOT of time sorting through old art prints and punching circles out of them. Lots of fodder ready to go for future work! Not the most exciting thing to spend a good chunk of a day doing, but sometimes it’s good to do these sort of boring sorting/cleaning/organizing tasks that are actually part of the creative process even though they seem pretty mundane.