Miss-match Continued

Creation of miss-match is starting to become real fun. Note, there is a slight change in the name. I cut out one of the school pictures and have placed it into a dial like device – this was also moved to on top of the radio thingy. I am calling this little part of the piece “dial a girl”. It made me laugh when I came up with this little construction.
I removed the tin that was running across the top of the sculpture, it was irritating me and felt it was just not working. I replaced this with some wire and continue to work on the way the wire attaches to the sculpture.

I played around with four pictures of the girls a bit. Two are now behind a yellow piece of plexi with one eye each poking through holes, in a sort of “winking” gesture. One image I placed behind the device to left. If you view the piece just right you can see her eye through the device.'

I might work on enclosing this a bit more and putting a light inside. Hmmmm, that would be something very unusual for me to do. Could it be too much for the sculpture? I might just have to play around to see what I can do with it. I have a couple other pieces that I have toyed with the idea of alternative light sources maybe this is where I take the leap?

In this piece I have used a bunch of old school photos. A lot of people ask me is that you? Is that an old girlfriend? Who are these kids? Well here is the secret; the photos came from a box of junk I found in the hall of one of the studios I lived in. I also found a bunch of Duroc Pig certificates, canceled checks and old letters from a farm in the Illinois. It is real interesting stuff and gives a discombobulated history of a family farm. I have used a lot of the school photos and am starting to run low – Yikes. Hopefully I can find some more before they run out. Hint Hint - I accept donations. This sort of thing always amazes me – these people were living a life that I have nothing to do with and here I am in the future reading their letters looking at school photos attempting to piece their lives together and get an understanding of who they are. Yet – I am certain there is so much under the covers that I will never know about the death of a family dog, an unspoken affair or a storm that took down the old apple tree. When I create my work I will sometimes sit there and make up these stories. It is almost like I am trying to get the objects to speak about their history. Like the old saying “if these walls could talk the stories they would tell”, my job is to create that sort of conversation. The personal aspect is where it starts to get tricky because to the story I bring my own personal baggage, my life story. My history starts to get muddled in with the history of the object. Taking it to the next level when the work is observed by a viewer their world is then interjected. The muddling continues so that the viewer, mine and object’s history become intertwined. The interpretation is then left up to the observer.