Brandi Strickland (b. 1985) is a collage and mixed media artist living in Floyd, Virginia. She grew up in North Carolina and received a BA in Art from Queens University of Charlotte in 2007. Working from her home studio, Brandi creates small, detailed works of art combining collage, painting, and drawing. She runs a shop and blog called Paper Whistle and is a member of the WAFA Collective. Besides art, she enjoys living out in the country, cooking, gardening, and researching. She loves mail.
- Brandi Strickland's bright and beautiful mixed media art prints make us want to play cut 'n' paste.Nylon Magazine
- Lots of beautiful new work in Brandi Strickland's recently overhauled website and shop, Paper Whistle.Juxtapoz Magazine
- Strickland’s exquisitely detailed collages show a healthy love of 1970s kitsch and rock ‘n’ roll album art as well as a propensity for off-kilter compositions and a great eye for color. Her collages have matured noticeably from her early beginnings only a few years ago, swiftly progressing from simple, small-scale cut-outs on paper to fully immersive landscapes made of painstakingly arranged bits and scraps that work close-up as a series of small ‘moments’ but are transformed into a dizzyingly powerful landscape when you step back.Sundance Channel Blog
- Strickland's collages are beautiful, colorful, and somewhat fantastical. I admire her use of color, and the fact that I can sense her enjoyment of her own work through each piece.Marion Glass
- Oh, I am soooo glad I took the plunge and bought this! The piece is magnificent, the transaction was perfect as usual, and your little note to me was heartwarming.Jen, California
- Brandi Strickland’s collages are hyperreal explosions that remind us of two things: that the present is the culmination of everything that’s ever happened, and that everything new has already happened before....Her work condenses long periods of human history into short vignettes. In the title piece to her “Seed Stone” series, the Tower of Babel rises between dark industrial smoke stacks and bulbous, gray, futuristic spires that exist in a–perhaps not so distant–time where people probably have robots to do their hard work for them. Humanoid silhouettes litter landscapes, forests, and planets. The individual is nothing compared to the infinite, yet that individual is an integral part of the way that infinity is constructed. Each brick has its place. Chant Om.Cluster Mag