scanning part 4 // put your whole body into it

"cassidy, I think you are forgetting something," says my brain. "I forget a lot of things," I reply, "and it's mostly your fault."

We argue for a while but eventually settle on remembering the anatomy book I made of myself last fall. "That could be interesting to work with!" says my intuition, and my brain and myself both agree.

I had cut up some spare prints of my bones and muscles at a certain point in time to make a collage in my sketchbook, and I had some of those clipped pieces intact still, which I scanned in for a total of 12 new objects -- or are they textures?

It seems pretty awful to just refer to my body parts as objects.

scanning part two // tape

today I attempted to scan some tape clusters i've been accumulating for months, excited still by the success i found in scanning cellophane, and found some, uh, different results. NOT NECESSARILY BAD but I guess the tape had an inherent disadvantage to the cellophane just because it lacked the shininess that was so gaudy and exciting.

now, with all of that said, i really really like the shapes of these scans. I was searching initially for more texture when I though to scan these tape clusters, but i think they'd make nice little trees or something.

like this, this could be a happy little tree. but this one looks a little angry.

just foilin' around

sometimes we as a people make discoveries!

Today, I as a people made a discovery that was pretty fun. I've had this translucent, light blue cellophane laying around the studio for a few months, just waiting to be appreciated. And today, I found a reason to appreciate it. So, it turns out, when you cut a little bit off and cram it into a scanner and fold it and do it again and fold it and do it again and fold it and do it again and fold it and do it again, you can get some pretty cool, and pretty, and cool, results. All in all I folded and scanned and refolded and scanned this in 9 times to get a pretty radical set of textures. The colors were brilliant and wonderfully plasticine. Thank you, cellophane, for being patient with me.

To see the collective product of my scans, please click here.

the great texture and object hunt

Photography is a thing that some people use and I guess that I am one of those people. In attempting to find THE MOST FANTASTIC TEXTURES AND OBJECTS IN THE WORLD through the search for the "remnants of our culture" I took a few photographs of objects and textures that I thought interesting. I'm not sure if I will be able to incorporate any of them into my collage or not but we'll see--as of right now I guess theoretically anything and everything is fair game.

This slightly wet sink drain. 

A cliche view of some vinyl record covers.  

What about the pattern on my pillowcases?

And the way a rolled up spool of thread for books looks.   

And an abused studio wall.

I would be lying if I said I didn't have a little fun imagining this series of photos of a salt and pepper shaker set was a little narrative and dramatic: one, two, and three.

"the remains of our culture" and an exercise in exploring the concept

Throwaway culture: we waste; we find excitement in the new, we forget about the old UNTIL it is "vintage" or "nostalgic"--and once more hip to care about.

In search of the remnants of our culture I find myself distracted by the same issues as everyone else but, because I like to be difficult, I tack on a slight of rebellious self-separation and realize that there aren't too terribly many lost facets of our culture I tend to concern myself with. I am a selfish being, I am self-involved and I am lonely, and for this I find that I enjoy remnants of past versions of myself much more than things left behind as hints of others.