I don't know what I like more: making art or searching for junk? Okay, I love making art--but rummaging through piles of junk can be a lot of fun. Ever since my art took a new direction to assemblage, I've devoted quite a bit of time scouring antique and junk stores, flea markets, garage sales, and the like for assemblage fodder. A vintage photo of some matronly woman from the turn of the century? A bucket of rusty nails? An old, heavily-textured frame? A box of porcelain doll heads? Frankly, I never know what will "call" my name. This weekend I took a trip to What Cheer, in Southern Iowa, for the gigantic What Cheer Flea Market, which has been going on for over 35 years. It's held at the local fair grounds and thunderstorms had pounded the area the night before, so needless to say, the ground was a muddy, puddily mess. Nonetheless, I managed to find these "treasures."
The (sometimes mad) ramblings of a mixed media artist.