It started with small handmade birthday and Christmas cards lovingly put together by my step-grandmother Susi. That’s how collage first came to my attention.
Susi adored collage. After my grandpa died she moved house and set up her spare room as a sort of collage workstation.
I know it occupied her time in a positive way and kept her mind sharp as she approached her mid-nineties.
My interest in collage has crept in over the past couple of years (since Susi died really).
But it’s only in recent weeks that I have actually sat down and given it a try.
I finally got started by gathering together some old magazines and annuals from the 50s and 60s, scouring charity shops and eBay for bargains.
A few things I have noticed since starting - sourcing the materials is great fun and very addictive (every time I pass a charity shop or secondhand book shop i’m in there)
Collage can be anything you want it to be. I once asked Susi what one of her collages meant and she shrugged saying ‘It doesn’t have to mean anything.’ I like that!
Finally if you think you have a burning desire to start a new hobby - go for it. I’m having great fun with collage, it’s a great stress reliever after a hectic day. Each time I sit down to create something new, it’s great fun to get lost in my own little world and see what the end result is.