They Have Identified The Stranger -- collage by douglas brent smith
"Is it finished?"
"Is anything ever finished?"
"Yes. Lou Grant. The TV show 'Lou Grant' is definitely finished."
"You can never be sure. There could be a remake."
"Are you going to remake this collage."
"Doubtful."
"Are you ever going to colorize it?"
"Also doubtful and yet also possible."
"Oh."
Strong and Sensitive -- collage by douglas brent smith (cropped version)
Strong and Sensitive -- collage by douglas brent smith (original, full page version)
After The Man With X-Ray Eyes Sees You -- collage by douglas brent smith
Dark Bus -- collage by douglas brent smith
I've always liked VW Microbuses. For a short time I even owned one that I dubbed Queen after the boat in the movie "African Queen". It shared a similar need for constant maintenance. Occasionally, it would make every trip a journey of adventure. Still, I loved that little bus.
I made the bus in this collage too dark and could not figure out how to fix it. Sometimes dark is dark forever. I tried to lighten it up a bit with cartoon-like headlights. It's far from perfect.
I think I've used some of these images in other collages. That happens, sometimes. The context changes the meaning and justifies the redundancy. Or, at least I think it does.
I gave some thought to coloring this collage and decided against it. Maybe later, with time on my hands, I'll decide to color it. Probably not though because that process takes many hours and there is so much new work to do. This piece is from 1994. I was a completely differently person then and so were you (presuming that you were even alive then!)
We're changing every day.
What color do you think that floor is?
-- dbs --
The Examination of the Numbers People -- collage by douglas brent smith
scrambled dreams
scattered schemes
ideas flashed on the mezzanine
the balcony's crowded with narrow scenes
colorful dreaming liquid sleep
poached eggs dreams
wet and fried
homage to the dreams that died
rules that flutter
into melted butter
dreams design
their own red line
fried dreams my dreams
your dreams ours
evening slips and then devours
sheets around us
lights dimmed black
shadowed visions
on our backs
your dream is my dream is our dream complete.
Notes:
I think (hope) that #2 (the one above) is an improvement over #1 (which is the exact same picture except that in #2 I added some lines, drew over a few more, and shaded one area.
