If someone drew a map of the inside of my brain, I think it would look like this. Wow. Looking at this now, I’m wondering if anyone can see where I left my keys?
I made this image by copying a landscape — in a straight forward way — from a book. Then I tore the image up into little pieces and reassembled them rather haphardly into this arrangement. Over that, I drew new lines and added some embellishments.
And I liked it. Don’t know why. It just pleases me. Perhaps it’s because it’s a map of the interior of my brain? It gives new meaning to the term “interior design.”
[Top of the post: Little Collage by Aletha Kuschan]