I like how these collages blend the cute innocence of 1950s clean-cut America with the slimy menace of tree-clinging serpents. It's like a toddler version of the Garden of Eden.
I'm not going to get brainy and talk about the mathematics of triangles; I simply like the visual energy in its slants, which, depending on its position in a collage, can suggest movement, growth, or escape.
...editing a collage can be like editing a poem or a story. The act of taking things out will often make a piece breathe easier and come to life with a simpler beauty.
I often buy random photographs in thrift stores and vintage shops when I'm drawn to something in them—an awkward smile, a twinkle in the eye, a revealing hint of uncertainty.