During one of the expeditions to the wide open spaces of the internet, a collage was spotted. My eyes were sceptic, in a way bored to be intrigued by all kinds of high-standard conceptualism. So, I started to look for pure and simple, but attractive simplicity. And then I found Lisa Congdom. Her collage was unpretentiously noticed and became a resting place during my journey.
From fragments and specks of dust, I got to know some things about the author. Lisa Congdon lives in San Francisco, USA; she used to be a teacher, but now works in a studio together with other artists. The author became interested in art by chance in her thirties, although she hadn‘t drawn anything previously. But sudden enlightenment sometimes occur, right? Precisely, due to the latter phenomenon, Lisa is not a professional artist, but she is guided by her intuition of composition, colour or anything other. She paints, moulds collages or draws with ink. Lack of education in the field of art did not become an obstacle for nine personal and some group exhibitions that had already taken place.
Interestingly, Lisa is an active collector. She possesses around thirty various collections: orange-coloured ceramics, old miniature photographs, stamps and small pictures, old Scandinavian/Japanese/French dishes and kitchen utensils. And so on. In addition to all of this – pets, among which there is at least one cat, appearing as an attribute of cosiness. Colourful patchworks, pillows seamed together from them, patterns and walls, with any stuff that finds a niche on them hanged all over.
After taking a look at art, tangled with handwork, you find almost the same stuff, which might be accommodated by a house wife, whose sub consciousness is filled with nostalgia. A view represents a feeling, which could be caused by a warm get-together with a piece of apple pie. The recipe ignores the stream of time and she also adds some oddness to it. Especially in three dimensional boxes-collages or ordinary collages, where faces from photographically noisy, black and white old pictures lie perdue, and so do old labels of the same kind, even clippings from encyclopaedias with schemes of humans‘ internal organs, cloths, stuffed birds, pieces of wood and everything that carries some sort of nostalgically symbolical meaning. On a certain level. Of course, motives of nature should not be left out. I was amazed by her drawings on vintage books‘ sheets. Lovely.
More artworks here.











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