Collage shortcuts

Of course it's the artist, not the food I am talking of. His paintings impressed me a lot when I saw them for the first time. Now, I think that maybe he repeated his formula in his late years. But still the George Dyer's series are great. I always dreamed of making à face like he was able to do. With this collage I perhaps approached a little his creative power, I hope. Anyway he puts the onlooker on fire. As for my bacon, I am still not bringing much home despite my willingness to sell my works, collages and photos.
But as bacon is no good for my cholesterol level, I''ll have to go on with vegees.

Here the link to the bigger view of it.

After a 90`speech during a presentation of my prints on canvas to some people at Chantal Q. 's studio in St. Sulpice, I drove home and wondered about my performance. For the first time, I was absolutely convinced of the value of my works, feeling completely at ease while speaking about them.
I felt so self-confident!
But when I went back to my desk, I was paralyzed. Of course, the hurdle was too high to jump over = being so proud of my collages meant that I had to put the stakes very high or even higher from now on.
Having understood what was going on, I decided to move only bits of paper on desk and to wait for an outcome: either nothing - which would mean a vacation from art, or (hopefully) a new and satisfying /surprising collage.
Well, I made a new collage today. I don't know if it is a masterpiece but it is at least mainstream quality. In my over 2000 collages there are some very special ones that I consider as very well done, but I can't be a genius every day. It's like exercising for THE collage to come.
That's how I feel about this these days.

The only comments that I get here are from spammers. Thanks to them, I am actively learning a bunch of stupid sayings in English. This blog is meant for people who love art and are interested in the process of creation. But this is the world we are living in. As for me, I am still trying to squeeze out from my head some interesting pictures and as I see it, the lemon is not out of juice. Whereas some of my spammers-commentators...
As for this collage, the applause that gets the crunched head seems to me symptomatic for the “heroes” of our time. When I read about them, I always think of Robert Musil’s Man without qualities where the hero reflects on the expression “the brilliant racehorse” (das geniale Rennpferd) in a newspaper of that time. Genius seems to be reserved for scientists or musicians – there is generally no doubt permitted. In the field of art, there are many racehorses, but no geniuses as for ex. Titian, Veronesi. These days I am looking at their paintings and marvel about their art. Back to the comments to my posts: please give me at least quotations from great artists instead of those stupid sayings. In order to help you, here some examples:
Painting is just another way of keeping a diary. Pablo Picasso
Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up. Pablo Picasso
Art is the only way to run away without leaving home. Twyla Tharp
What art offers is space - a certain breathing room for the spirit. John Updike
All great art comes from a sense of outrage. Glenn Close
Hope that will help.

This collage has an interesting outcome. I started with the Van Gogh, transformed it as usual, finally sacrificing the master's portrait to the collage scissors. At the end, I was quite satisfied. But when I had it scanned and examined it on my computer screen, I found that I had to take off some words. I started wiping letters out. The word "leather" had to be changed because of its lack of meaningfulness in this context, so I worked on the L which became an I and then I saw it in a stroke: This is the title! My hidden artist is really working underground!

Ce collage a une fin intéressante. Partant du portrait de Van Gogh et le transformant comme à l'accoutumée, sacrifiant sur l'autel du collage le portrait du maître, le résultat me sembla OK. Mais en le voyant affiché à mon écran, je trouvai qu'il fallait enlever des textes publicitaires peu intéressants. Le mot "leather" devait être changé. Et lorsque le L devint un I je le vis immédiatement: C'est mon titre! Mon artiste caché a été encore bien malin!