Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Visual Diary

Two months ago, activated a 9x12" piece of drawing paper, willy nilly:



Till I looked back just now, had totally forgotten this out-of-the-starting-gate iteration.

At that time, took it from its start to this next stopping place, playing with house paint samples:



After which, still in May, cut the start into pieces. A few days ago, picked up what had been the bottom right quadrant in the original start and played with it till it became this:



Now today, some India ink doodling and asemic writing bring it here:

work in progress;
working title: inner july landscape
4.5x6"

For years and years and years I kept written diaries, emotional outpourings scribbled onto paper in word after word after diary after diary.

Now a visual diary pours from places deep inside. Such a different outward manifestation.

4 comments:

  1. Your asemic writing has taken full stage! Telling it's own tale. The yellow give a calm space in between the calls and sometime shouts!

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    1. Carol, love your report on the tale-telling, calls, and periodic shouts in my current WIP. I just love the magic—I drip/pour some india ink on the page, scribble a bunch of asemic writing along the ink lines' borders like a bit of inchoate verbal lace trim, wonder briefly about the mess I've made, leave my studio, and move on to something else. Then I give the mess to you and others for a look-see, and I find out all sorts of wonderful stuff! Thank you!

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  2. WOW Dotty! This is so street. So graphic. So New York graffiti, but in the very best way. It is exciting and engaging.
    Love that there is still a little glimpse of the flow, the maybe petals. Softness and (maybe) expansion.
    Glad you reminded us of where it came from. Your journeys are the best!

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    1. Sheila: totally love the "so street" slant! A graffiti artist, who knew? I remind you of where this came from in order to remind myself! I'd totally lost track of its inception way back when. I so appreciate your cheering me along on my journeys, holding out a water bottle every now and then : )

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