Showing posts with label baby Mim. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby Mim. Show all posts

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Sunday Mail Art catch up - my 365.3s

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 These last cards in the series from this past week, are the ones that I labeled for my 365.3 series. A reminder: I doing two consecutive 365 projects. I'm so nuts from this.







However, I do feel that I'm challenging myself in a good way. Every Monday, I change directions. Terrified that I won't know what to do. Right now, I'm terrified, but I'll push through it and carry on.








I like that I'm using my old photo prints. My honey wants me to use the bigger prints and make them into collages. He's very encouraging. He says he'll get them framed, but I'm like: and then what? It's sweet that he's so positive of my work.







I really like this one. There's such action and the circles are floating in space so nicely. Do you have a favorite of this series? Let me know.
This is probably the earliest photo of me. I'm the baby. The little blondie. My sister is behind me and behind her is my aunt Ann. My father, oh so handsome guy, is to my left and the other woman to my right - maybe my aunt Ruth, or a family friend. We were on the neighbors's stoop, the house next to our apartment building in Chicago. My sister said that a dead body was found in the basement of that house.  That's all I know about that.

Sunday Mail Art catch up - my 365.2s

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 These four cards are all made from prints of my photos of the New Jersey Turnpike.









My process - I punched out holes in the prints with various sized hole punches.











I filled the holes with other punched out circles. I like the play of the spatial relationships.












Like illustrations for a Science Fiction novel.
Here's one of the few photos that I have of myself as a baby. I was sitting on a chair in the park area in front of our apartment building. It was a boulevard, with wide grassy areas that we loved - our private playground. In the winter, the fathers would flood part of it, and it would freeze, and they'd flood it again, and it would freeze, until we had an amazing ice skating area. We'd skate on it after school and all weekends, never coming indoors until our toes felt frozen. What fun!

Here I am, back again after a long hiatus

 No explanations as to my hiatus. It's boring. But I'm back. And here's what I've been making. Lots and lots of these. They...