By day 101 of collage-a-day I had developed the routines and discipline to keep the project rolling along for a full year. I rarely, if ever, set our to create an image of something specific. Instead I allowed the colors, light, lines, shapes, and shadows of various scraps to align in a way that eventually seemed to have meaning, or in some way felt complete. If I laughed, gasped, said “whoa….”, or was simply too tired to continue, that day’s piece was done.
Sometimes in the moment, sometimes with hindsight, I could see people or references from my everyday life.
Angels and other winged or magical beings began to show up.
I could see relationships forming, and dramas unfolding.
There were spiritual symbols, landscapes, or events.
Some images were what I call “story starters”. They instantly inspired a few words or poetic lines which I posted with the image.
There were images of a female form in various stages of mis-alignment, constraint, freedom, or wholeness.
By the end of the yearlong collage-a-day endeavor I had an inkling of the next artistic task I would like to complete. Looking back, I see the unfolding developments that paved the way for this next project. I didn’t know it at the time, but the magic, the spirituality, the females emerging from constraints, and the poetic text would all come together to complete my final collage offering. That is a tale for another day, so be on the lookout for my third and final post on collagery. This post will be devoted to collage-a-day’s offspring, 31 Hellos from the Divine Feminine.