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I try to work every day, to make at least one collage, that’s my rule. It is evident that I can’t hold this rhythm exactly, but I keep it as my stake. Even if I don’t feel like it, I just move some bits of paper on a sheet – in order to keep in touch. This discipline is very hard to initialize, but after some time, it becomes a routine. Maybe it is easier for me now that I am older. When I was young, I worked like a volcano – sleeping mostly with sudden violent outbursts. I didn’t like the intermezzi, they scared me, I used to question myself filled with doubt. Creative outbursts are very strong experiences and I love them when they occur. But I have tried to discipline myself in order to produce a constant flow of pictures. And the outburst? They still occur when I am on a collage that stands out from the others. Yesterday, when I was awaiting the verdict of my doctor, I couldn’t sit down and make a collage. So I moved pieces of paper, my small desk is now in a mess, I go on moving bits of paper here and there, nothing fabulous happens, so I’ll publish a photo of this mess.
Well, 2 hours later, I made it! But not with the pictures on my desk... A sudden outburst.
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