{"id":34322,"date":"2026-02-21T10:23:03","date_gmt":"2026-02-21T09:23:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/?p=34322"},"modified":"2026-02-21T10:23:03","modified_gmt":"2026-02-21T09:23:03","slug":"something-old-something-new-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/something-old-something-new-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Something old, something new&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last year, I met Pamela, a former online student of mine, in person. She was in Middelburg for the day, and we met at a cafe. We had coffee and flipped through each other&#8217;s art journals. Because we felt a click, we decided to collaborate on some sort of art project. It took some time to find a way that would work, but after the holidays, Pamela came with the theme &#8220;<em>Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue<\/em>&#8221; and we made a start.<\/p>\n<p>When I finished, I send Pamela the photos with a guiding letter in which I explained my work and methods. To show you the process and results I guess I best translate that letter for you:<\/p>\n<h1>&#8220;<\/h1>\n<p>Hi Pamela,<br \/>\nAfter we met and agreed to do &#8220;something&#8221; creative together, you came up with the first prompt: &#8220;<em>Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue&#8221;<\/em>. It didn&#8217;t take me long to agree on this theme for our first project because I immediately saw the potential of &#8216;old&#8217;. In my atelier, I keep a small box containing tiny scraps of old archive documents. At work, during restoration, I sometimes come across tiny pieces of paper whose origins are no longer clear. I do re-attach larger, torn pieces to the original in the right place, but these small pieces, sometimes with just a single letter visible, are untraceable and end up in the trash. Except when I find them, &#8217;cause I take these orphaned pieces home with me and put them in a box.<\/p>\n<p>Because the scraps are so small, I immediately thought about working on very small collages, and I had to make four of them. A &#8216;quadritch&#8217;. A few years ago, I made a few of those small collages and I always found it enjoyable and satisfying to create on such a small surface. Those collages often ended up in series of three and I felt like doing something similar for our first project. I had a nice, thick piece of watercolor paper lying around. I tore a strip from it, which I then divided into four pieces. Each piece is approximately 7,5 x 12 cm and these pieces served as the basic background. You can clearly see the torn edges&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I focused on &#8220;old, new, borrowed, and blue&#8221; in each collage. While working on each collage I deliberately didn&#8217;t think about the next one or the fact that I wanted them to be a series, because if I did, I might start thinking about a &#8220;procession&#8221; and immediately limit myself in material or color choices. I numbered the pieces of watercolor paper on the back so I would work in the correct order (that is: &#8220;correct tear edges in order&#8221;) and created them one by one. I thought that afterwards, when I&#8217;d finished them all, I would automatically find the coherence in the series.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Something OLD<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p>I choose two tiny pieces of old archival material to start with (I&#8217;d guess the paper\/parchment is from the 17th or 18th century) and then I delved into my boxes of scraps of paper; they had to be OLD scraps of paper. I found a lot of them. I finally created a composition with the following:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>A piece of parchment with some faint, old Dutch text still visible.<\/li>\n<li>A scrap of paper with some ink\/parts of letters still visible.<\/li>\n<li>A larger piece of yellowish paper that is almost falling apart from its age and softness.<\/li>\n<li>A tiny piece of blue wallpaper from the hallway of my childhood home.<\/li>\n<li>A piece of torn cheesecloth, given to me by an artist friend I met when I had just moved back to Middelburg (2014).<\/li>\n<li>A red strip of paper cut from an old cigarette pack, from a box of empty cigarette packs my father collected as a teenager in the 1950s and which he gave me to use.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/a-something-old.jpg\"><img wpfc-lazyload-disable=\"true\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-34326\" src=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/a-something-old.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"378\" height=\"550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/a-something-old.jpg 378w, https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/a-something-old-206x300.jpg 206w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 378px) 100vw, 378px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong>Something NEW<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>In December, I ordered a few square punches and two stamp punches. I used these for the first time to punch out the pieces of paper for this collage so it couldn&#8217;t be &#8220;newer&#8221;&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>The clean squares have an architecturally &#8220;modern&#8221; feel, so I chose to punch plain coloured pieces of paper.\u00a0I punched the pieces from a page of a <em>Snoecks<\/em> book\/magazine. I have volumes of Snoecks issues and I chose to flip through the one from 2001 because that was the year that my beloved and I bought a house and moved in together.<\/p>\n<p>A white line ran across a mainly black colored page and I punched out sections where the black area would move slightly while the white line continued.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/b-something-new.jpg\"><img wpfc-lazyload-disable=\"true\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-34327\" src=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/b-something-new.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"382\" height=\"550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/b-something-new.jpg 382w, https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/b-something-new-208x300.jpg 208w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 382px) 100vw, 382px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong>Something BORROWED<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I had to puzzle over the &#8220;borrowed&#8221; thing for a bit&#8230; who could I borrow something from, and what? I quickly came up with &#8220;tools,&#8221; which I could then also give back&#8230; but my beloved and I are two in our household, and everything is shared, so &#8220;borrowing&#8221; within the walls of our house doesn&#8217;t seem like &#8220;borrowing&#8221;&#8230; until I dove into his desk drawers! Look&#8230; I found an old toy car!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/01b-something-borrowed-auto.jpg\"><img wpfc-lazyload-disable=\"true\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-34328\" src=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/01b-something-borrowed-auto.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"787\" height=\"591\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/01b-something-borrowed-auto.jpg 787w, https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/01b-something-borrowed-auto-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/01b-something-borrowed-auto-768x577.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 787px) 100vw, 787px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Honey, can I borrow that?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Um, for what? OK, yes, but I do want it back.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Exactly, that was the point!<\/p>\n<p>I smeared some brown paint on my palette, drove the car through it, and then across my paper. Look&#8230; tire tracks!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/c-something-borrowed.jpg\"><img wpfc-lazyload-disable=\"true\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-34329\" src=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/c-something-borrowed.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"382\" height=\"550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/c-something-borrowed.jpg 382w, https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/c-something-borrowed-208x300.jpg 208w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 382px) 100vw, 382px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong>Something BLUE<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The &#8216;blue&#8217; was quickly found. I love drawing &#8216;stones&#8217; on that thick watercolor paper, I even have a special journal bound with thick watercolor paper to fill with paintings of &#8216;cairns&#8217; (There is a lot to find and read about &#8216;cairns&#8217;, structures of stacked stones, on the internet. In principle: Cairn is a modern Scottish term, a corruption of carne, which was already used in the sixteenth century to indicate a prehistoric construction. Carne itself comes from the Gaelic carn = &#8220;heap of stones&#8221;).<\/p>\n<p>The pile of three blue stones (or, if you prefer, eggs \u2013 because that&#8217;s what it looks like too) turned out well and to my liking, but the painting was still missing something&#8230; so I splashed and splattered some more with the paint which caused that &#8216;streamer of splatters&#8217;&#8230; oops!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/d-something-blue.jpg\"><img wpfc-lazyload-disable=\"true\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-34330\" src=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/d-something-blue.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"388\" height=\"550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/d-something-blue.jpg 388w, https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/d-something-blue-212x300.jpg 212w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 388px) 100vw, 388px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This is the series as it lay on my desk, and I knew it wasn&#8217;t finished yet&#8230; although you can see from the tear lines that the four pieces fit together, the whole thing feels disjointed.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/01a-something-basis.jpg\"><img wpfc-lazyload-disable=\"true\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-34331\" src=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/01a-something-basis.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"900\" height=\"529\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/01a-something-basis.jpg 900w, https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/01a-something-basis-300x176.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/01a-something-basis-768x451.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 900px) 100vw, 900px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I left it as it was and only revisit it with a fresh eye a week later. I&#8217;d already figured I&#8217;d have to tie it all together by using the same color and\/or technique throughout the collages, but how? It couldn&#8217;t be anything with color (too flashy and distracting). So, black. Stamps? No. Thin lines with a pen? No. I grabbed my trusty old sewing machine: black stitching would add extra shape and texture. I set the stitch to zigzag and sewed a line here and there.<\/p>\n<p>For each piece, I looked for the right spot in the composition to add stitching, and\u2014hooray!\u2014I was also able to conceal that &#8220;splattered&#8221; string by stitching over it. I used the same size zigzag stitch on each collage.\u00a0My intention was to pull all the end threads through to the back and weave them in, but when I placed the four pieces side by side with the threads still hanging out, I thought it looked fantastic so that I decided to let them hang.<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s the finished series.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/001-something-old-something.jpg\"><img wpfc-lazyload-disable=\"true\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-34332\" src=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/001-something-old-something.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"900\" height=\"675\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/001-something-old-something.jpg 900w, https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/001-something-old-something-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/001-something-old-something-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 900px) 100vw, 900px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h1>&#8220;<\/h1>\n<p>I know Pamela was pleased with the outcome, and I know she herself created something completely different (which wasn&#8217;t surprising &#8217;cause when two people create with a same theme, the outcome usually is quite different.) but she has to show that for herself if she wants to. You can find Pamela&#8217;s art <a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/kunstvezels\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">on instagram<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last year, I met Pamela, a former online student of mine, in person. She was in Middelburg for the day, and we met at a cafe. We had coffee and flipped through each other&#8217;s art journals. Because we felt a click, we decided to collaborate on some sort of art project. 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