“I think I made you up…” journal page 11×8.5 inches – gouache, oil pastel, graphite, collage on paper
Reading Sylvia Plath seems to start an echo – and certain verses or phrases circle back around inside my head. Started this with laying down some odd pieces of paper and muslin and gesso over it all. Sketched out a face and then doodled in another and I was off, but still the words from Sylvia Plath inside my head probably gave some focus to the outcome. Its a journal page, so it doesn’t have to be perfect, right? Mistakes are all a part of it.
excerpt from Sylvia Plath’s “Mad Girl’s Love Song”
i want to close my eyes and when I open then, both sylvia and your blue moon ladies would be there. what a conversation would be had…all mad girls welcome too. thank you for this post – beautiful
thanks ani, you know, see, feel, what I feel!
What an incredible representation of those few haunting lines of Plath. I love the blue tones, it suits the whole mood. As usual, your work astounds me.
Thank you, Judee. I love Sylvia Plath.