Clothes & Vestments
A garment of initiation to the Chritsian practice of receiving the sacrament of holy communion periodically. This piece was the genisis of my most celebrated collagraph method of creating from clothing. The back has a beatiful bow and the jewel buttons as on the front. (The image does not reflect the true whiteness or texture of the collagraph.)
It was his time. I dressed carefully in a stunning blouse. The ruffles added to my aura; they accentuated my small waistline, and heavenly blue color cinched the deal. Seems like a long time ago. But here it is. As coy as ever!I cut up another like ruffled blouse to glue on to a thin Masonite board for inking and printing. This is one of a kind print because the plate fell apart as it went through the press.
Getting there was the problem, and stretching as I ran to try to return the tennis ball stressed me out but not nearly as much as choosing the right tennis outfit. A touch of narcissism I am very sure however it's a good print and the only one from that glued and hobbled together plate.
Studious women in my day were called blue stocking. Obviously, studious women come with many colors today.I had fun painting this with oil paints draped over a pretend line.
Naughty, naughty! Oh, for the good old-fashioned slip. It clung to the body just enough. How telling a broken strap can be.
Sylvia Plath had it right, all it took to hide insecurities and fake bosoms was a cashmere sweater and a string of pearls.I’m proud of the ingenuity it took to first cast the pearls, then print in the negative so that they became positive 3-dimension rather than letting them leave hollow depression on the final print.
My four daughters and two sisters and women everywhere are remembered in this abstract collagraph. The play of sizes and shapes particularly curves intriques the viewer who could be you. As it was printed I giggled, What Fun. What pathos.
The old lady looks wonderingly at the young body embedded in this dress.
His ego I swear is hidden in the torn jeans. They were thick enough to show off good legs and they seemed much too thick to be printable. Somehow I did it and think they make a stunning image.
Magnificent pull of this evocative plate. Ala Jim Dine. Did I construct it from his real bathrobe?? Or fragments?A sweet memory. He wore it backward when he dressed as Santa at Christmas.
Who wears a one-piece suit these days? So modest, except that flower…It was a tour du force to put that blue background. The image evokes memories of my clothesline.
This fragmented wedding dress was handed to me in a box by the woman who wore it over 50 years ago. The dress looked like petals from a tree, in its ditressed state. Pearls were addd to the final piece. The image does not reflect the true shadows and highlights or texture of the collagraph.