I have been working on this turkey vulture so long she is almost real to me. I've caught myself talking to her a few times! Too much paint and glue fumes and not enough tea breaks.
Just like a collage, this piece came to me in pieces. First, I saw a vulture in my neighborhood, which is crazy because I've never seen one. I live in the suburbs and vultures just don't hang out here. Then, a few days later, I saw one of the ugliest chairs I've ever seen sitting next to a dumpster. What little upholstery left on the chair was this horrid 90s mauve, and there was just something oddly special about it. I remember telling Robert, who was walking with me, that we needed to stop and stare at the chair for a minute. That night the chair and vulture were part of a dream that I woke up and hurriedly wrote down. Unfortunately, it was not poem material. But I wondered if I could capture what the dream was trying to tell me through collage, and I think I did!
The collage was originally going to be mostly paper and very little paint. However, I just couldn't get the paper to recreate what I saw in my dream. It was that two steps forward and one step backwards kind of work that involves a lot of poking and squishing paper. It was one of those pieces that required a lot of brain power, but it was also thrilling to see something that only existed in a dream slowly come to life. Especially since I couldn't draw it very well each time I tried to sketch it. Drawing is hard!
Now it's time for the vulture to fly away and make room for the next project.
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