|"Gris-Gris For The Itinerant Artist" (c) 2011 A.M.H.Lockard|
I have worked and worked on this piece.
It started with an anchovy tin I saved and stashed in the studio. It kept calling to me. Saying, work with me, make me into *something more*.
But an anchovy tin is small; I mean small. And I kept setting it aside, and it kept catching my eye.
Having finished one piece for my online class, I felt trying to get a second piece done, along with color washes, etc, was pushing it, but that danged little tin was there.....niggling at me. Thus, what you have here.
Small tin, lots of meaning, big name, big art.
Happy artist! ;-)
|Crushed shell....the *gravel* of New Orleans.....|
While small, it is rich with hidden meaning.
|Contents and wishes, offerings, gris-gris...|
|The third life of an old timer bell.....|
Now cannibalized for parts, it has another shot at a third life. And the gris-gris container has a place to stand.
|My trademark blue butterfly, with flame, representing inspiration and the soul.|
Sometimes, the very small things speak volumes and the broken bits we save, in turn, save us.
I love this recycled art idea.
There is so much possible.......