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Canadian Artist Viet Tran celebrates both chaos and orders through his painterly paper collages. Tran used collage as an art therapy during his two years in Galang Refugee Camp in Indonesia. Tran has resettled in Victoria BC Canada since June 1, 1987. As a pure paper collage artist, Tran does not apply type of paint on his collage.

Website: www.papercollage.ca
Blog: http://viettrancollage.blogspot.com/
Email: vietcollage@hotmail. com
Studio: 3217 Irma St. Victoria, BC, Canada.

EXHIBITIO NS:
1988/1989 X-Changes Gallery, Victoria, BC
1990 BC Royal Museum 1991 University of Victoria.
1990-2000: Annual Immigrant Art Shows
2008 Victoria Public Library
2008: CAC Gallery, Victoria, BC

UNIQUE PAPER COLLAGE

Tran has a very unique technique which he calls "paint with paper". He patiently glues many layers of thousands of tiny coloured pieces directly ripped from magazines for each collage.

ART THERAPY

An art viewer may take a close look at Tran’s collages to detect movements, a chaotic world of colors, and shapes from messy layers of pieces of ripped magazines rebelliously fighting against each other. However, as the art viewer slowly steps backward about 10 feet away to have a “macro-look”, the collages gradually reveal its order, light, depth, energy, uniqueness, and beauty. The art viewer can change perspective and feeling through the artistic transformation of these collages by repeating the “zoom-in-and-out” process for a couple of times. Art viewers can find stillness and calmness within themselves through this process.
 
Interests
 
Activities: Martial arts; poetry
 
 
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scottmartinlocke - 08/21/2010
Where are you?
wher mist and dreams surround you.
the hills re-echoed your hymn
i listened while rich serenity
over came me.
together wih the sun
i set in the west
bringing a new dawn
to the other side of the world.
delicate and calm air
took my thoughts
aloft
res embling the soul
of an Angel
on the wing
vietcollage - 08/21/2010
Human and Nature

soft kisses from gentle waves
erase all traces
only scattered seaweed’s
exposed under the glazing sun
on the sandy beach
seagulls stretch their wings
awaiting for light wind to surf
on cobalt sky

where are those people
who have put their feet here
on wet sand
but no footprints left
whispered the aqua blue sea
it’s but a dream
an illusion about their existence
were they really here?

on the sunny beach
strong stench of rotten seaweed
floated in the light wind
seagull still circle and cry for food
yet people have gone
into mist
the mystical world after life
nothing left behind
for millions of years have passed
waves continue kissing the sandy beach
erase all traces of fragile human beings
and keep pristine nature
intact.

Thao Chuong
GeneralPeele - 08/11/2010 on writing: flow
inner shines outward
multiplying all we know
or ever will be
vietcollage - 08/21/2010
Inner Shrine

clearing all knowledge
emptying the jam-packed mind
back to inner shrine
GoldenPoet - 08/10/2010
sitting quietly
that was Zen but this is Tao
going with the flow
vietcollage - 08/10/2010
neither Zen nor Tao
could bring one to inner self
but his flow of breaths
MacronMountainMedia - 08/08/2010 on writing: echoed haiku for robert’...
extra humorous
I remember first haiku
almost ograsmic
ancestors - 07/25/2010
we've been here before,
we went far away,
we want to read
your finest composition
about ancestors
in the Haiku Tradition
peace - 07/08/2010
dharma karma sutra
i am everything and nothing
i am just a dream
my mind is one thought
i am just ?
vietcollage - 08/21/2010
Just for you

you are what you are
keep strong grasp on your karma
every dream will pass
scottmartinlocke - 07/04/2010
cottmartinlocke - Less than a minute ago
scottmartinlocke - Less than a minute ago
late one night after a rain
i saw in a puddle of water
a shining star
when i looked up
it was gone
i was that star
i looked in the pool of water again
and this time i saw the universe
when i looked up
it was gone
i was the universe
now deeply concerned
i looked into the pool one last time
i saw nothing
i was nothing
scottmartinlocke - 07/04/2010
late one night after a rain
i saw in a puddle of water
a shining star
when i looked up
it was gone
i was that star.
monolith - 07/02/2010
earth is a great place to visit
but here in west sector milkyway
peace is a general rule
no vice
no arguing nor war
everyone respects each other
oh" and the ocean is crystal clear.
at night
just as wonderful as in day
the nebula are so bright they outshine the darkness of deep space and the stars still shine thru.

our will
will's life
in harmony and bliss
scottmartinlocke - 07/02/2010
dharma sutura
everything is all
all is (not a thing)
nothing is something
realizing this is nirvana
 
 
 
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