LiArt

Description: A rare creature that doesn't need a reason to love you

Description: Should be the end of every good tale, but it isn't

Description: she likes them blue but not sad

Description: I love that song c'mon Eileen

Description: I have thought that old is the new young

Description: What you sea in the front isn't the see in the back

Description: Maps, furniture, mushrooms, people and pieces of an old story gathered together while Oliver appeared to be elsewhere entirely.

Description: A few narrow fragments slipped away from the larger picture and found somewhere smaller to hide

Description: Nine fragments from the same picture were separated and rearranged. The pieces are all still there, but the original order has disappeared.

Description: I came without an answer and stayed without a promise. Whatever was waiting had already begun. I had only to arrive.

Description: Each square seems to be explaining something different, and none of them appears particularly interested in reaching an agreement.

Description: A portrait, mushrooms, drawings, fragments of paper and an egg arrived from different places and somehow ended up in the same conversation.

Description: Six unrelated pictures acquired matching wooden frames and immediately began looking as though they shared a complicated history.

Description: Six small worlds found their own compartments and settled in as if this had always been the plan.

Description: Every opening seemed to lead somewhere different, which would have been useful if any of them had agreed on where the picture ended.

Description: The egg stayed where it was, the spoon kept pointing somewhere else, and for a moment neither of them seemed interested in explaining why they belonged together.

Description: For a while nobody needed to be anywhere else, and the water seemed perfectly willing to hold all of them at once.

Description: The pieces stayed where they were supposed to be, except for the part that quietly moved somewhere else.

Description: First there were flowers, then perhaps some words, and after that the sequence became impossible to remember.

Description: They were supposed to line up nicely. They didn’t. I decided they were probably right.

Description: I have no idea what this machine does. It looks very serious about it though.

Description: The balloons seemed very determined to go up. I wasn’t completely sure what they were taking with them.

Description: The bird said the circles were getting too close. The dragonfly disagreed. The sea anemone didn’t seem to care. Three circles tried to keep their distance. It didn’t last very long.

Description: One horizontal fragment from the original moonBirdAnemone collage — bird, paper, rust-red textures and small surreal details stretched into a single continuous scene.

Description: A bird pulled from the strange little universe of moonBirdAnemone, where nature and space have stopped respecting their assigned categories.

Description: A small piece in front, the rest refusing to stay together in back. An original LIART mixed-media collage in red, rust and found-image fragments.

Description: Five fragments trying to stay in line. An original LIART mixed-media collage in red, rust and unexpected little stories.

Description: Red, green and a flower trying to agree on one story. An original LIART mixed-media collage of found images, color and slightly unlikely combinations.

Description: simply I really like this color

Description: I meant this to be happy and then I saw the child. I wonder what Freud would say

Description: My daughter likes the 80's so that's that

Description: The things that cure you

Description: Men and flowers neither from the store

Description: Roses and memories

Description: As the wheels turn

Description: Means of transportation