Mixed Media

Egypt. by Alyson Khan

Chunky masses bury curvy precious materials and remains.Hot spot on the globe radiates with the purest current Sent straight up through the earth sphere And down again from the bluest sky. Who sits in the center receiving messages from the divine? Do you sometimes? Do I? One time I was locked tight in levitation Praying to guides and gods Then a human walked in the room And asked a question.

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On the verge of… by Alyson Khan

I am not sure what I am supposed to do in this world other than make things with things. Seriously.

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Half awake in a dream by Alyson Khan

I amall the way awake each day. So aware of how the system-structure-it’s-just-what-you-do “reality” Does not fit. Not me Not my children

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Roll-offs, rectangles, and reverence by Alyson Khan

Artist Alyson Khan writes about her new routine of climbing into roll-offs to hunt for wood scraps for her assemblage pieces.

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Fall 2011 by Alyson Khan

Here are some of my newest collages incorporating highly textured wallpapers: