The snow paints a whitewash across every surface, throwing the silhouette of the trees into a black charcoal outline. Their branches stretch out in long spindly shadows across the unbroken surface of frozen rain, twisting lazily in a circle as the sun shifts from one point in the sky to the next. Its like a living etch-a-sketch, a succession of lines drawn lightly and erased with a soft flick of light and wind.
Where I Stand is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places I spend my life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. The ground we tread on has its own stories to tell. (The project is now in Year Three. Year Three will feature artwork inspired by that week's Where I Stand photo as well as the photo that inspired it. Year One and Year Two can be found here.)
INSPIRED BY ARTWORK TECHNIQUE: assemblage and decoupage
Original photo:
INSPIRED BY ARTWORK TECHNIQUE: assemblage and decoupage
Original photo:
1 comment:
My grandmother made Springerle every year.I have a couple small molds from her. Until now, I didn't know how strong she must have been.
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