Every year, Marion, a fellow mixed media friend, hosts an exceptional Artist Trading Card Exchange that I always participate in. It's really the only time now that I make ATC's, so I look forward to it! This year's theme is "My Body is a Cage."
At the same time she announced this year's exchange, I was creating "My Zetti Self" for part of of a challenge via my creative team work at Tumble Fish Studio and another digital collage (pictured below). It seemed like a perfect opportunity to combine these with Marion's theme.
I started with this.....
Then went "Zetti" with this......
..... came up with this.....
and finished with these. They are 3.5 x 2.5 inches (cut and paste) and have 14 pieces each.
ATC Fronts "The Caged Bird"
Copyright 2012 for all above images TwoDressesStudio
All Rights Reserved
Image Credits with thanks to Tumble Fish Studio and Holliewood Studios
Back of ATC
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
The free bird leaps
on the back of the win
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and is tune is heard
on the distant hillfor the caged bird
sings of freedom
The free bird thinks of another breeze
an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
Happy Weekend and to my Canadian friends Happy May Long!!!
on the back of the win
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wings
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with fearful trill
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and is tune is heard
on the distant hillfor the caged bird
sings of freedom
The free bird thinks of another breeze
an the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
Happy Weekend and to my Canadian friends Happy May Long!!!
12 comments:
one of my favorites and your pieces are wonderful, as always!
Oh Trudi, I love your ATCs and can´t wait to see them in real life!
what can I say-except-you amaze me Trudi!!
Beautiful, I love how you show your journey to the finished piece.
The first image is so Dali-esque! Cool!
So interesting and with a unique charm! Patsy from
HeARTworks
O M G Trudi what for amazing and cool work for the Swap.
This lnock me out my socks. Love lovel love it.
Have a lovely weekend my friend. xoxo
Wonderful interpretation of the theme!
What fun ATCs.
AMAZING!!!!
How incredibly beautiful, dear Trudi! I love your creations and keep my fingers crossed that I get one of them:-)
Hi my sweet Trudi,
I became one of your great ATC´s.
Thanks so much. This is absolutely stunning.
xoxo
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