Divine Susan

Another piece for a friend. Susan of Broken Heart Art is someone I've had many intimate and cherished e-chats with about womanhood, motherhood, beauty, body image, and the fact that as we age, we want to, in Susan's words, "take names and kick ass". I'm almost there. I want to "take names and kick arse" if you catch my drift - not quite there yet but I'm payin' attention. Susan has a great post up right now (not that they're not ALL great) about individuality and I immediately connected to it and tried to apply it to my shifting middle age perspective on who I want to be - human or dancer. (you'll have to read the post) Anyway, this piece for Susan is about a rebirth, the one we women sometimes experience as we get a bit older, wiser, worn maybe a little from some tumbles we've taken, more comfortable with ourselves . . . we find our own beauty in our accumulated strength and as we find our true selves. And, it's about how we might be a mixture of all the other women we've encountered over a lifetime. So this is Divine Susan, beautiful in her own true self and ready to "kick arse and take names".


copyright by Marsha Jorgensen 7/31/09. All rights reserved. You may NOT copy, download, or use this image in any way without my permission.
This is a 5 x 7 collage using a body from Boticelli's Birth of Venus, a face from a friend, a crown from scraps from paperstreet.etsy.com, and handmade hearts. These pieces were all reprinted, hand trimmed and hand colored. The wings are from itkupilli.etsy.com. After hand construction, the main image was attached to a background made from a texture from flickr's JoesSistah, which I digitally manipulated and formed into a box. The cloud, grass and flowers were used under a purchased commercial license.


copyright by Marsha Jorgensen 7/31/09. All rights reserved. You may NOT copy, download, or use this image in any way without my permission.

As I am sure it is obvious, this piece was inspired and borrowed from Boticelli's Birth of Venus.



I have not been around in blog, flickr, or art world this week. Just when I got all caught up, I'm behind again. Sorry about that! It's been "The Week of Lauren and Everything but Art" around here. Lauren is my nearly 16 year old daughter and she has a lot to do with this quick description of the week so far . . . husband gone all week, work out, Lauren's (very important for soccer camp) kicking foot, pain, doctor, xray, doctor, cortizone shots, Lauren, laundry, work out, grocery store, pick up friend, Lauren soccer practice (on new cortizone laden foot), take Lauren and friend to mall, pick up Lauren and friend from mall, workout, lawn work, laundry, cleaning, Lauren, Lauren, Lauren, Lauren, cleaning, laundry. That's pretty much the week! But next week, I'll be lonely cuz she'll be away at soccer camp. Poor 17 year old son has been completely ignored all week - I'm not sure Shawn is even here, he sleeps all day and is awake all night and I never see him, I'd better go check. I have a feeling next week will be Shawn Week.

Hope you all have a great weekend! August already! Wow! Happy belated 21st anniversary to my best friend in the world, my right hand, my left, my heart, my world, my soul - my Kentboy.