Been working in my journals again. This is another "head switch".
I don't know how to do it with Photo Shop, so I just cut off
my head and glue it onto a picture.
I love this, but I pity the girl who's body I took. :)
Here I'm working with 'color wash inks'.
Not as easy as I thought it would be.
Also using some tissue paper and old 'lay away' receipts that I coffee stained.
My sister Rudi painted the sea horses, I painted the girl.
Me at a fashion shoot for Payless shoes. Ok, not really my photo, but my head again. I even make up a story to go along with the picture.
When I think a picture I paint is particularly ugly, I do something over the top. In this case,
I wrote all over this face that I hated. Why do I continue to do this?
? is it?
Marcie, are you reading this?
I guess everyone has their own way of expressing themselves
or diving into a hobby to fill their time. I paint, draw, paste, glue, take pictures,
cut off my head...
I guess I have to. Because, I've tried to do other things and nothing else makes me as happy.