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THE OLD MAN AND THE DOLL
It’s curious how the collages’ flow goes. Today, I said to myself: I’m tired, I shot a hole in one, it’s 24°C and I don’t have the slightest idea about making a collage. To set my mind on rest (why do I have to do that?), I lazily put half of a picture on another – definitely not inspiring! So I went to other occupations when shortly before supper, I returned to the desk. I got the idea of putting a greedy man with an ad of a girl in underwear. Soon I found the corresponding picture of a proud male on a red background. I cut out his arms and hands and placed the girl like a Barbie in his arms. But the man was looking away from the doll, he wasn’t involved. I quickly changed the head into an oversized fragment, which transformed the gesture in a clasp. At this moment I remembered what I had been told about an elderly man married to a much younger woman who calls after her when she disappears from his view, fearing to be left alone and dependent, after so many years of bullying, commanding and criticizing her. The woman is still there, but she’s inanimate. I felt quite sorry for that and when I look at my collage I am frightened myself. But isn’t that the proof that my collage is a good one?
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