Tag: paper sculpture
Paper Sculptures
Margorie Rose Memories – paper shoe no. 8
Marjorie Rose was my grandmother
an amazing woman who passed on her gift of creativity to me. Shoe no.8 is dedicated to her memory. Handmade in paper and tissue printed with images of my grandmother as a young child. Have so many happy memories of her, a fantastic cook, made absoloutely everything from her clothes to summer and winter soft furnishings. Made clothes for me as a child and always an identical dress or coat for my doll. Wedding dresses, wedding cakes, christmas cakes and puddings, christmas crackers, tree decorations, surreal savoury birthday parties for me to curried eggs and pineapple upside down cake. She was a treasure, died back in 1987 and buried locally.
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armorial amour paper shoe no. 7
Well todays effort was extremely testing of my patience………. managed to make a heel, not as graceful as I would like but it looks good. Shoe is made of hand printed tissue paper from my own toile erotique collection, black paper, together with its own coat of arms……………. What am I going to do with them, any ideas! these are meant to be just trials, but they are becoming very detailed and have a life all of their own…………..
Rose d’amour – paper shoe no.6
Red preserved petals, toile, intamacy, unfurling, sensitivity, fragile, vulnerable. All handmade in paper, shoe lining taken from 18th century erotic etchings to make my own toile, preserved flower petals. Gold dresdon paper edging
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;
only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
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The “Dada” paper shoe” no. 5
Todays shoe was inspired by dear friend Analu in Rio. Her Dada workshop produced so many colourful images on flickr that when I started working with crepe paper I just had to dedicate this shoe to her. THANKYOU ANALU!!
I cut strips of crepe paper and “twirled ” into long spirals, then glued them onto the shoe upper shape. After finalising the pattern I then completed glueing the upper to the sole……….. Cannot wait to produce shoe no.6 … what to do with them all I ask myself
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Paper shoe no. 4 – an angel at my table
