Horizontal Photo Collages

While many of my photo collages are done in series, not all are. Often I am doing a portrait collage and it’s not connected to a theme, it’s connected to an individual. Such is the case with these.

Many of them were strangers that I happened to meet at work or at events. Something about them caught my eye. I explained that I was an artist doing photo-collages and asked if I could take photos of them. They said yes and these are the results.

The Bride To Be

She worked with me and I was taken by the decor in her office. I asked if I could take some photos of her in that environment and while I was taking the photos she said she was about to get married.


The Coleman Daughters

The photos of our daughters, Rebekah, Chelsea, Caitlin and Connie were taken at our wedding on November 11th, 2006.


Winter Portrait With Joy

I came out of work one winter day and saw this woman slipping and sliding away on the ice covered slope next to the parking lot. She was all alone having fun. I watched her for a while the asked her if I could take some photos of her in action. She agreed and continued to slide for a while. She later came over and allowed me to take some portraits so I could make a collage.


Wave of Diamonds

A Student at the University where I worked.


Nature/Nurture

A student at the University where I worked.


Nails

Someone I was related to or knew, I forget who, was getting a manicure. I took pics of her nails being done and then asked the nail technician if I could take photographs of her to create a collage.


Journey to the Interior

I took the photos of my step-daughter Caitlin on our trip to Virginia for my daughter Rebekah’s wedding in 2006.


Hair and Scar

She was sitting in the row right in front of me at some event and was playing with her hair. I was mesmerized by that alone and then she parted her hair at one point to expose the scar. I asked her if I could take photos and she said yes.


Rococo

A student at the University where I worked.


The Vortex She Creates

I was hired to take some ‘boudoir’ style photos of this woman and while doing so found many opportunities to get photos that exposed a more revealing version of her than one without clothes.


Surfaces of the Interior

She was at a coffee shop I was at and I was taken by the lightness of her blue eyes. I felt if I could capture that light I would find a way into her interior. I asked her if I could take some photographs and she said yes.


Ribbon of Love

A Student at the University where I worked.


© 2025 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com

London and Paris in Color

Back in 2015 LInda, Caitlin and I took a vacation to London and Paris. I did many pen and ink drawings in my sketchbook. I didn’t paint any of them at the time but always had the intention of getting back to them to do that. When I got home from my 2025 trip to Europe I took out my old 2015 sketchbook to compare drawings from the two adventures and decided it was time to paint.

I chose to only partially paint the drawings as an experiment. I like them this way. what do you think?


The Bird’s Nest, 2015-2025

She did everything fast, frenetic, like a bird. She built her nest in the seat next to mine as we flew over the Atlantic.


The Shot of Coffee, 2015-2025

She wasn’t sure what I meant when I said I wanted a shot of coffee but it was my fault while in London because I didn’t know but the tall guy told me that they call it filtered coffee and then she knew.


The Love Far Away, 2015-2025

She ate her oatmeal as she thought of the love of her life far away but happy.


The Arm Drawn Wrong, 2015-2025

She had crutches and was eating a paster and I drew her arm wrong and had to make up for it as best I could.


Self-Portrait, 2015-2025

Self-portrait in an iPad while I Periscope in a coffee shop, Il Molino, in Lavender Hill in London, UK and eating pastries.


The Lovers, 2015-2025

I didn’t meet them so I made up a story about them but it isn’t true so I will tell it to you now. They were lovers breaking up in a french cafe but were from Rome and one wanted to go home and the other pretended to care but had a secret.


The Museum I Didn’t Go To, 2015-2025

The woman looked so French with her big bow and loose bobbed hair that I had to draw her but it was the woman eating in the back who noticed me drawing and came over wanted to see and told me about her favorite museum that I didn’t end up going to.


Caitlin and the Shy Asian Girl, 2015-2025

Caitlin didn’t know I was drawing her but the shy asian girl with the stylish hat did and it made her smile and blush and happy and I gave her my card.


She Wished She Stayed, 2015-2025

She was in Paris and was bringing home gifts to her family but wished she could stay because the kind man in the train station who saved her from having her wallet stolen and they had talked and he walked her and her friend over to the cute cafe for a glass of wine and they talked more and he helped them find the store selling a certain type of Macarons and then to dinner where they ate escargot and drank more wine and she thought she was too old for that sort of thing but felt the tingle and was happy.


© 2025 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com

Artists I Love – Marisol

I studied Art History a lot in undergraduate and graduate school. I learned all the isms, all the movements and all the major participants. But some people never fit into a movement or an ism. Sometimes I liked their work anyway, other times they didn’t do much for me and they fell by the wayside. Marisol was in that group. She did blocky wooden sculptures of people that for some reason just didn’t engender any curiosity for me. I never knew more than just her greatest hits that would be in art history books or magazines and even those I perused with indifference.

But when there was going to be a major retrospective of her work at the Dallas Museum of Art I felt there was no reason for me not to check it out. At worst I would have a great day at the museum and among the food trucks next door and create some good sketchbook drawings.

I was more than pleasantly surprised. I found the work of an incredible artist who is profoundly creative, courageous, original and persistent in pursuing her vision. I had no idea of the breadth and depth of her work. This is why I go to exhibitions, because seeing what an art historian writes up in a book about an artist is no different than reading a music review of an album instead of actually listening to the album. One must experience creativity first hand to really feel it.

Here are some highlights from my visit.


Three Women with Umbrella – 1966 –

Three white women elegantly dressed up juxtaposed with a terrified young Vietnamese child holding a teddy bear. The working title for this was simply ‘Vietnam’. It is this type of sly commentary about social and political issues that made Marisol so unique.

Graphite and paint on wood with plexiglas, found plastic umbrella and stuffed bird

Three Women with Umbrella – close up
Three Women with Umbrella – close up

The Jazz Wall – 1963 – wood, found objects, paper and paint on wood
The Jazz Wall – close up
The Jazz Wall – close up

Marisol used her own face for the castings of the trumpet and piano players.


Illustration for Paris Review – 1967 – Ink on paper, Silkscreen – artist’s proof


Doll – various fabrics – 1955-63

Marisol was sometimes trivialized by the press as making toy-like art and dolls. She did make many dolls, often as part of larger sculptures but also as stand alone pieces. Her inspiration stemmed from an older artist in Venezuela, Armando Reverón, who did the same thing.


Baby Boy – 1962-1963 – Painted wood and mixed media

Another covert commentary in guise of a something benign. The baby boy is monstrously big and is seemingly manhandling the doll (with a photo of Marisol’s face). The clothing is a partial white star, a blue sleeve and red stripes. At the time someone paying attention would have understood the messaging that the US is a big toddler bully, only partially aware of the damage it is causing.

Baby Boy – close up


Self-Portrait – 1961-1962 – Wood, plaster, marker, paint, graphite, human teeth, gold and plastic

Self Portrait – close up


Ruth – 1962 – carved wood and mixed media

This is a portrait of Marisol’s good friend Ruth Kligman, a big personality in New York art world of the 50s and 60s who had an affair with Jackson Pollack and was injured in the car wreck that killed him in 1956.

There are multiple portraits in the round with cast hands (Marisol’s) and cast bell peppers as breasts.

Ruth – close up


Tea for Three – 1960 – Wood, acrylic, found objects

This sculpture shows one of the first times Marisol used her own body. The casts of mouth, nose and hands are hers.

The colors represent the Venezuelan flag, her heritage.

Tea for Three – close up


The Party – 1965-1966 – Assemblage of 15 freestanding, life-size figures and three wall panels

The Party, close up
The Party, close up

Marisol was a well-known celebrity in the mid 60s, often found in the pages of fashion magazines alongside her creations as well as at well documented parties among the cognoscenti of the time.. This ambitious piece recreates that world from the most to the least celebrated. Each figure is endowed with the artist’s own face, thus making a statement not just about society but about herself.


Swimming in a New Direction

At the height of her fame in 1968 she disappeared. She took off for points unknown to most of the art world, divorcing herself from that society for a period of time. What she did with that time was to travel and specifically to travel underwater. She learned to scuba dive and spent years taking photos and film underwater. Five years later, in 1973, she started to show the creative results of that exploration.

Fishman – 1973 – wood, plaster, acrylic paint and glass eyes
Kouros Anavissos – 530 BCE

The large figure looks much like the famous Greek Kouros. Both the odd creature at the fishman’s feet and the fish he is holding have faces that are casts of Marisol’s face.


Pescado – 1970 – cast acrylic – edition of 75


Barracuda – 1971 – wood, varnish, plastic

An interesting side note – All the fish she sculpted were given the names of US warships of the time. She was once again creating art and making political statements, however obliquely, at the same time.


Untitled – 1972 – watercolor and ballpoint pen on paper
St Maarten – 1972 – Gouache, watercolor and graphite on paper

While she was on her travels she painted extensively in her sketchbooks and on larger pieces.


Diptych – 1971 – Lithograph

Marisol also experimented extensively with printmaking. In this instance she was inspired by the Japanese technique of Gyotaku printing, pressing a fish against paper to document prize catches. Instead of fish she used her own oiled and nude body pressed on to two lithography stones that she then worked and printed.

You can see in the close up the cartoon heart pierced by and arrow and the wound in her side surrounded by teeth.

This using of a technique that is used to celebrate catches of meat on her own body instead is a courageous statement of the objectifying sexism of her day.

Diptych – close up


i Did My Future – 1974 – colored pencil and graphite on paper

Marisol never shied away from speaking her mind about the abstract violence of war and the very real violence against women and others right around her in New York and beyond.

Here she uses a friend’s body that has been laid out on paper that she then outlines with randomly chosen colored pencils. Combining the blood tinged body outline with dark guns, anonymous sexually grabbing hands and a realistic rendering of the model’s infant child is a great example of the power of artistic creativity to send a profound message.


Horace Poolaw – 1993 – wood, paint, graphite, plaster and metal wheeled base

This was Marisol’s contribution to an exhibition celebrating the 500th anniversary of Columbus’s voyage to the new world.

She created a portrait of an indigenous person set on a police barricade cart that says ‘Police Line Do Not Cross’.


The Funeral – 1996 – Paint, crayon, and oil on wood

Marisol’s social commentary sometimes went into pathos and despair as can be seen in this sculpture of JFK Jr. saluting at his father’s funeral.


Picasso – 1977 – Painted Bronze


Untitled – 2006 – graphite and colored pencil on paper

As Marisol aged she lost her memory but not her ability or desire to create. She did numerous drawings of her caregivers, friends and self-portraits. Her techniques and subject matter remained constant throughout her life even as her materials were reduced to just colored pencils.


Hopefully you come away from seeing this collection with either a new or expanded appreciation for an artist who never wavered in her intense desire for freedom of creativity and an insightful and heartfelt response to what in her mind was a grossly unfair and hurtful world. She did not pursue fame and fortune but rather substance and meaning. In that she succeeded.


© 2025 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com

June Artwork, 2025

After I got home from France I was inspired to continue to create when out and about as much as possible. This includes, as usual, drawing in church. But I also drew on the train, in a park and in a museum. And, as is often the case, I also drew images that I just made up in my head. I also painted a drawing I started while in France.

Mèlanie a Hotel Demeure, Paris

Once I painted the image I made sure to contact Mélanie at the hotel and send her the finished image. She was happy to see it and made a point to welcome us to stay there again if we came back.


TheSinger Waiting

Distracted Prayer


Listening to the Sermon About the Tongue


Lunch at the Kimbell Museum, Fort Worth, TX


Katie with the Drawing


Eating at Klyde Warren Park, Dallas, TX

Waiting for Food at Klyde Warren Park, Dallas, TX


Reading a Book About Women on DART

Reading Her Phone on DART

The Sermon Was About Fire

The Butterfly and the Volcano

Spirals

© 2025 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com

Artists I Love – Anselm Kiefer at the Pantheon

I went to the Pantheon in Paris in the spring of 2025. I had no idea what to expect beyond there were certain famous french people entombed there. What I found was an amazing architectural space with huge paintings depicting the lives of many of France’s most famous founders, saints and martyrs, monumental sculptures depicting moments from French history and the tombs of some of the greats like Rousseau and Voltaire. going solo allowed me to soak in the space, the art and the history without time constraints.

All of it was a new discovery but one element took me completely by surprise and that was an exhibition by Anselm Keifer, the illustrious German artist. I have been aware of his work most of my adult life but had probably only seen one or two of his massive paintings in the flesh.

The exhibition is six large see-through steel and glass boxes known as vitrines in the middle of the Pantheon space. They seem invisible at first since you could see through them and the color scheme throughout the pieces was somewhat muted and not in high contrast to the surroundings. However, once I started to look at them I was mesmerized. He’s known as an artist who taps into history, especially German history of the World War Two era. His images are evocative and hint at the catastrophes of that era.

But these images were not about World War Two, instead they referenced World War One. In many ways, it had an even more profound effect on all of Europe than its successor because the needless and horrendous wasteful slaughter and the profound changes societally and politically that happened as a result. These are the things he was addressing in these images along with memory and hope.

What I love most about these is because of their transparency in the larger setting of the Pantheon you see not just the powerful and creative WW1 story you also see French history, architecture, and culture within, behind, around and reflected in the image, giving it a much more profound story telling power. They are some of the most effective art pieces I have ever seen.


© 2025 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com