Surprising Art Technique

Yes, it is time for another art experiment. No I didn't turn blue this time. I do not have any scars or injuries from this attempt, lol.   I  heard about a product, a cleaner called CitraSolv.  It is made with orange essential oil.  If you spray this product, on the pages of  National Geographic magazine, there is a reaction with the ink. The ink runs and you can blur the lines by tilting the page, painting or using a Q-tip to spread the ink out. I went and bought a plastic spray bottle filled it with the cleaner. It smells wonderful by the way.  In my garage, I laid out paper towel and torn paper bags.   I am sure you could use other things, sponges perhaps.   Go HERE to see a video of this process.

  No one at my house suspects this is an art product.  They think it is a cleaner...sssshhh!

I didn't have any newspaper on hand. I had already recycled my stack. So instead, I used paper towels and paper bags. You will spray the pages and then wait for the ink to pool a bit. It can take about ten minutes, or you can scrunch them up,  or close the magazine and let the magic happen.  I found the ones I did with the Q-tips had a most intriguing effect.   Here are my results!  So fun I can't wait to find some more National Geographic mags. I did buy this one, but the Space one looked gorgeous, too gorgeous to tamper with.  I am going to check out a few thrift shops and see if I have any luck~

 Can you see the bird's wing?

 

 This one is my favorite!

Over at the Garden,  I did a prompt using my manipulated art for poetry.  If you are curious you can go visit!   If you try this...let me know!  It smells amazing and is so fun~  My daughter and her friend were so impressed they had a turn.  I now need more National Georgraphic mags~ 

Here is my poem:

Which piece of art do you think it goes with?!  I was torn by the feather one and the spirit guide. 

Chasing day light

I hear nature whisper

right before the sanctuary of night falls

as I gather my blanket of blue heaven

 and tuck tangled memories in

I stretch out my wings and

ready for night's flight

Lunar lights the way.

My thoughts drift

sacred vision of day's fragments

threaded with trans-formative thread arrive

pinnacles of scattered thoughts swirl

revealing crown jewels of the day

sun bleached in the horizon's darkness 

pathway transformed as tiny white pearls cluster

their whiteness outlines the Milky Way

spirit guide takes my hand

 we walk though my day's twisted truths

storm enters corners of my mind

spirit tries to sweep them

 some cobwebs remain

an reminder like

an Eagle feather

of battles 

fought 

some lost, 

some won.

Ancestors reach out

and guide us

to hear the stirrings

through the wind, 

the birds, 

and Mother Nature's  

dance

follow heart's True north

realign your course

 by the journey of night stars

and embrace your day~