douglas brent smith

What is your closest thing to an inner sanctum, a place where you can hide away and be completely yourself? Imagine a text book in living creatively. Here's a page from that book, and like any great textbook, has a little insert for detail. Where is that detail? Somewhere in the rest of the picture. Detail: Inner Sanctum - mixed media sketch by Douglas Brent Smith, 1997, from Journal #32, Secret Change Agent.

  The actual collage is much sharper than this. The distortion comes from scanning a water-warped journal on the glass plate. Several of my journals sustained water damage during the Louisville, CO fire on Elm street in 2008. I did try to dry them out, with some mixed success, by spreading them out in the stead Colorado sunshine, on a trampoline that survived the fire. Forest Discovery - collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1997, from Journal #32, Secret Change Agent.

  Cats delight me, as they seem to do this nice lady on the sofa. I assume she's nice because she's smiling. Does the whole room vibe 1990's? It was a great time to be alive, a great time to be working, a great time to be co-raising a family. What No Chips? Collage by Douglas Brent Smith, 1997, from Journal #32, Secret Change Agent

The purest art comes from those who avoid the smoothed out perfect ruts. -- Harry X. Tudas 

  When my brother Dave and I were quite young we both wanted to be spies. "The Man From Uncle" was a popular TV show and we never missed it. James Bond was also all the rage. We liked the gadgets, the exotic travels, the fast cars, all of the action. We didn't turn out to be spies of course (or did we?). Dave does his spying from heaven, and I decided long ago that spying was out of the question because torture could be involved. Also, art and education are more fun. Constructing Contemplation - collage by douglas brent smith, 19 October 1997, from Journal #32, Secret Change Agent

  A business call that takes too long. A meeting that's rambling. Waiting for the copy machine. There must have been times when an odd doodle showed up and grew into something collecting, something expressing. Here's an idea -- the next time you reach for your device to idly scroll, instead pick up a pen and some paper and doodle. It does not need to be anything at all. Doodle. Poke it. Prod it. Dress it up in your favorite doll house.  You will not have wasted your time. Think Tank Leakage - collage/mixed media/sketch by douglas brent smith, 1997.  From Journal #32, Secret Change Agent