visions of sugar-plums dancing in my head

Sometimes sleep is elusive when visions of the new-project equivalents of visions of sugar-plums are dancing in one's head.

These fresh ideas came to me as I gazed at a Paul Klee drawing (above, right) at San Francisco's Museum of Modern Art when my buddies and I treated ourselves to a visit during the SAQA/SDA conference last month.

As I have blogged about earlier, I have spent considerable time digitally playing with my photos of Frank Gehry's Walt Disney Concert Hall. The one on the right is now printed 44" x 38" on cotton sateen.

If I were to now stitch it, it would be my cleverly colored rendering of someone else's masterpiece, nothing more. The image on the left, above, has my mark on it, and feels more mine than Mr. Gehry's, but I have been searching for a way to claim these images more fully.

Enter Swiss/German Mr. Paul Klee (a kin, perhaps [ha], as my husband's surname in Germany, was Kleebaum, not Klebaum, pre-Ellis Island) -- as I stood before his drawing, the lines of the architectural structures seemed to be echoed in the lines of the figures. Why couldn't I create my own image and cut apart my images of Disney Hall and to form that new image? Of course it would be some form of a nude, my artistic comfort zone.

So, this is my new direction, in its infancy. And as I just learned a method of simulaneously printing the same image on sheer and opaque cloth, I am also considering how I might adapt that method as well.

Lots of visions of sugarplums are dancing in my head. Oh, goody.