This vintage gal wearing a starfish reminds me of the 1920s. The original shot was much smoother and the red was more of a tomato color. I altered it with Topaz Labs filter “gritty 2” which changed the red to this burgundy and the creamier skin tones to a greytone/sepia look which i thought fitted the referenced time frame. I found her at the fabulous ARTpool Gallery in St. Pete on my last visit. Posting to the blog has slowed down reflecting my current activities of cleaning house, decluttering rooms and garage and working on the runway show at ARTpool in July. We have our photo shoot the last of June and all looks have to be complete for that. I ended up using drink umbrellas and party flowers for the accessories and silk flowers for the headpieces. Working primarily with a geisha inspired theme. It’s been a fun experience even though it is out of my customary box. Special thanks to my sister Linda and mom for all their support. Plus husband Bob of course.
Posts Tagged ‘seashells’
She wears seashells, altered photo
Posted: May 30, 2012 in photographyTags: ARTpool Gallery, mannaquins, photography, seashells, shop window
Work in process today–Finished!
Posted: December 19, 2011 in mosaic mixed mediaTags: art journaling, broken jewelry, mosaic, seashells, wood box
This box was started about an hour ago. My motivation? Use up about 600 sq ft of collected seashells (I live in Florida) and combine them with something ELSE that’s taking up room, which is about two dozen of these glass topped wood boxes that have been MOCKING ME for several years now. Their mocking tone still haunts me in my most private moments…but I digress.
Really, this shell started it all. It has the most gorgeous naturally made writing on it, so much so that it made me think of a long lost unforgiven song. Another storage box yielded the broken religious necklace in blue, and I happened to have a shoebox full of drilled glass jewels so I selected one. I applied mortar to the bottom of this box which should work, if I used enough. Which I’m beginning to doubt. Then I drew symbols and textured the mortar itself to echo the marks on the shell.
One would think the next step is to wait for it to dry and see if it all falls apart. If it does I will probably lather, rinse and repeat. If it doesn’t, the fun begins. Will the mortar dissolve if I try to antique the background? Will that stress pop off the inclusions? It also needs writing, so I’ll be thinking about what to write on the top of the box and around the edges. Right now the box is raw wood. Paint, stain, crackle?? White wash? The uncertainty of it all. Oh. the. uncertainty.
What do YOU think about it?
Crickyn 