mosaic

I was with my once-a-month dominoes friends today and we enjoyed discussing important topics like the George Strait concert, the kolache recipe, the Nobel Prize committee’s choice for the Peace Prize, our creeping age, and the McDonald’s going in next to the Louvre. 

Why was and is art integral to the daily lives of people who hunt animals for their very existence ?  Why cave painting, why carved bones?  Why decorated pots?  Why temple architecture and decor?  Why artistic quilting just to stay warm?  Why lace?  Why dyes and printing?  Why

For those who are wondering about a way to get a mosaic started, here is a train of thought…   I knew I wanted to make an abstract mosaic of the hooting of a Great Horned Owl (see entry “Sounds in the Dark” from October 1) .  First, I listened to a recording of

For those who have seen the picture of my last mosaic piece, “Seafood”, and have wondered what in the world was going through my mind when I made it, here is the best explanation I can offer.  One day, when I was already working on two other mosaics, I had taken a

I often use water imagery in my artwork.  In my mind, water can represent danger, as in the bad dream where water is imminently going to overflow a building or a child.  Water can represent wisdom, as in seeing the upper world reflected back clearly by the surface of t

Pink Again 6 7/8″ x 1 1/4″.  Copyright 2009 by Lynn Bridge.  Integral frame by Roberta Mitchell. After my pink adventure yesterday, I’m still making pink mosaics. When I make mosaics by laying tesserae (little pieces of hard things) into a bed of cement, I

Today, I am giving you an entire short story- a short short story. I wrote it many years ago and used some circumstances of my family’s life as plot.  The motivations and thoughts expressed by the characters, however, are a complete fabrication for the purposes of telling a

This is the first mosaic I ever made, if you don’t count all those pictures created with dried beans and pictures fashioned with little squares of construction paper in elementary school.  Oh, and I guess there were those mud pies from the same time period which were mosaic

We’ve been listening to Austin City Limits Music Festival all weekend.  Not that we’ve been on the festival grounds, but we easily hear all the bass notes and percussion through our walls, providing an underlying rhythm to our days and nights.  This mosaic is a

Even though our yard is small, we are blessed with many live oaks in it, which Great Horned Owls seem to love.  Sometimes we hear one hooting at night outside our second-floor bedroom window.  Often, it is answered by another owl across the creek, in the distance.  Some might