Not sure where this is going, but it was fun getting to where we are All of my collage work is relatively small. I snip and cut some pieces of paper that, if they drop from my scissors, can be hard to find on the table. Sometimes they're stuck to the scissors; other times my hand; ocassionally they stick to the glue itself, embedded in the top of the glue stick; and then there are those that seem to vanish ... lost forever. For a while I've thought of making larger collage pieces, but how? Cutting larger shapes from the sheet music I paint wasn't working. It's too thin and I couldn't make sense of it. But what about cutting the shapes from cardboard shipping and storage boxes? Trying something different
The barred owl is about a foot tall. He's a bit long in the beak, and there are things I'd change, but overall, not bad for a first go. When I took it outside for photographs, I thought ... anyone who sees me will think I'm crazy. And then I thought ... who gives a hoot?! I don't know what will become of my larger collage work, or this owl friend of mine, but I do know it brought me immense pleasure just to make it. And sometimes, that's all that matters. The other day when I was feeling restless, not sure what to do with myself, I knew the best thing to do would be to do something. Presenting myself with a new challenge meant I had to work with new materials, and endure some frustration and challenges. But it I'm glad I did it. I know more than I did and looking at the owl makes me smile. What a hoot! July is Anti-boredom Month and it seems the best cure for boredom is action. Making, doing, and learning. It's also inevitable. We're all bored at one time or another. The question is, what will you do to get un-bored?
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Cathy
7/24/2022 04:21:14 am
We had a great horned owl stop by our tree when we lived in PA. When it would hoot, we'd dash to the door, hoping to see it. It was the only thing that could get us away from watching Jeopardy. lol! We were so excited about having an owl until it started hooting all....night....long. Omigosh! No sleep for us. I could look out the bedroom window & see its outline against the sky. We tried shouting at it, flashing a light - it wasn't moving until it was ready to. We had a couple sleepless night but thinking back on it - it was pretty exciting.
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The seem pretty unflappable. When we saw one by a pond, there was a bluejay cackling and swooshing by it's head. Maybe the bluejay had a nest nearby? It came so close the owl did have to duck a few times, but it stayed there.
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