Lone Hand

March 12th, 2026

 

Lone Hand
collage miniature by J A Dixon
found paper, gel transfers, tags, tea bags
5 x 7 inches
March Exertion / 30-in-30, day 11

Adagio for Maud

March 6th, 2026

 

Adagio for Maud
collage on book cover by J A Dixon
scrounged paper, photograph, litter, tea bags
8.375 x 11.25 inches
March Exertion / 30-in-30, day 6

Manor House Kitchen

March 4th, 2026

 

Manor House Kitchen
collage landscape by J A Dixon
papers, tissue, gel transfers, tea bags, walnut juice
on book cover, 7.75 x 10.75 inches

The March Exertion is here!

March 1st, 2026

The annual pre-spring studio intensification is upon me, including 30 new collage artworks over the next 30 days. Follow daily progress at my Instagram profile.
 

The Earth is Full
imaginary landscape by J A Dixon
paper, tissue, gel transfer, tea bags
(workshop demo) 5.875 x 8 inches
March Exertion / 30-in-30, day 1

Countermeasure

February 27th, 2026

 

Countermeasure
collage miniature by J A Dixon
8.5 x 9.625 inches
for Februllage 2026
prompts = x-ray + lace

Asemicana

February 20th, 2026

 

Asemicana
collage experiment by J A Dixon
7.5 x 10.875 inches

Breakthrough

February 19th, 2026

“Collage artists put things together to make something new, and often we are the ones who have taken apart discarded things to do it, but there is always a much larger phenomenon at work — one of discord vs harmony, mechanism vs intuition, wastefulness vs thrift, cynicism vs affection.”

— from July 29, 2016
 

My deep exploration of collage began over 20 years ago with a nonrepresentational approach rooted in the MERZ and DADA traditions, but my recent concentration has been in pictorial collage, which I call “painting in papers.” Many pioneers of modern art collage considered themselves painters, and I increasingly anchor my intuitive orientation with that awareness. This miniature landscape was created in the studio from imagination and memory — recollections of a grim sky, but the sun breaks through for a few seconds to illuminate the trees. This is among the seen images that stick with me. Increasingly, these are the experiences that make me want to paint.

The Kentucky farmer-philosopher Wendell Berry tells us, “Things that belong together have been taken apart. And you can’t put it all back together again. What you can do, is the only thing that you can do. You take two things that ought to be together and you put them together. Two things! Not all things.” It is his metaphor for the creative life, and a tremendously healing admonition to those of us with a tendency to become overwhelmed by the enormity of the world’s chaotic disintegration. When I return to the studio from a natural place, I am in a better condition to put things together, with the enduring hope for a modest artistic breakthrough. And then to leave. To go somewhere small in the world and to fix something that is broken.
 

Breakthrough
imaginary collage miniature by J A Dixon
6.75 x 4.875 inches

February 17th, 2026

Reportedly my workshop seats are filling up. If you owe yourself a day’s immersion in papers and paste, this could be it. Find out more and register today! 
 
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Be Mine

February 14th, 2026

 

Be Mine (Candy’s Beefcake)
collage valentine by J A Dixon
for Februllage 2026
day 14 prompt = heart

Is it time to follow your curiosity?

February 7th, 2026

This miniature originated as a demonstration of intuitive collage at my autumn workshop. My next class is on February 28th, the last Saturday of this month — a full hands-on day of instruction and experimentation that I call “Painting in Papers.” Register here if you’re interested in learning more about making both nonrepresentational and pictorial collage art.
 

Her Jumbled Curiosity (detail)
collage exercise by J A Dixon
5 x 5 inches

The only antidote for anything . . .

February 1st, 2026

“No, God chose those who by human standards are fools to shame the wise; He chose those who by human standards are weak to shame the strong, those who by human standards are common and contemptible — indeed those who count for nothing — to reduce to nothing all those that do count for something, so that no human being might feel boastful before God.”
— 1 Corinthians, 1:27-29

“In the end we shall all of us be only what we have made of God. For nothing is real save his grace.”
— Cormac McCarthy, The Crossing
 

This stagnant winter of bleak cold and rocky ice is taking its toll in skeletal breaks and frozen spirits. A mega-dose of sunset hues and autumn color seems in order. It might help see us through to an early thaw and the inevitable springtime. I shall do my part.

What is one to make of talent? We are all chosen in some way to magnify our individual gifts for the benefit of life, and to choose in return an apt recognition of due credit. If grace is humbly shared, does grace remain abundant? Perhaps that is the only question an artist need ponder.
 
 

Sassafras Shadows
collage landscape by J A Dixon
8 x 9.125 inches