beans and rice and rain

I just finished my collage for the day. It is currently drying (and being pressed flat under a pile of books). The tangible studio is currently located somewhere between the desk in the bedroom by the window and the kitchen table. create, cut, paste, arrange in the evening---photograph in the am.

process ->
I really have no idea or plan when I sit down with my pile of scrap paper, yet somehow each collage reflects some element/essence/mood/color/weight of the day. I am growing more and more interested in the accumulation of the collages. They are sketches, but even faster and much more to the point than sketching (for me lately).

The rule: create a collage a day.
The "a day" part is so crucial. Sometimes when I sit down and start debating which papers to play with, the psycho speed-racer-get-her-done voice comes through my head with the idea that I should make a bunch of collages to last for a few days...but no. bad idea. What is actually working with this whole one-a-day thing is the variation and development of reflecting through torn pages and old prints.
This being said, I will probably seem a bit lazy in the collage making this weekend..out of town...but back mid-next week. In the meantime, some photos of lovely Idaho from last weekend.