These works represent a time lapse. Longings and dreams fade…the narrative changes…people come and go in our lives and we adapt, we merge, we yield. Nothing is lost… just re-purposed, re-homed, re-fueled.We tell stories to make sense of life. My story Is being assembled as I go.
I’ve been away from my blog for quite some time, but I am emerging…
At the end of August I spent a week in Sonoma, California at a week long intensive designed for participants to move into a multi-modal expressive space in order to access a deeper level of innate creativity. The artwork this week was not about a finished artifact of fine art, but about the process itself. The artifacts are merely participants in the journey and provide a place of dialogue and inquiry. There are six pieces here, from that week. One of the sculptural pieces broke on the journey home and is on the left on the small bench. The four paintings are hanging on the wire in my studio (all are on paper), and reveal a process of discovery throughout the week. that encompasses my process. Much was learned and opened as the week unfolded.
I am enjoying this type of connection to creativity. It was such a sweet thing to have a whole week to journey into it.
Sometimes in my work, after a painting rests awhile, it calls for something else and the result for me is a kind of visual poetry or collage. There is a cadence to the work. It feels otherworldly and seems to take on a life of it’s own. Some people call this flow; some call it inspiration. I’m not sure what I call it but it seems pregnant and full of possibility. I liked these paintings before; they felt fresh and alive. Now they seem mature and full, as if they’ve the capacity to hold and embrace the weight of living. Perhaps that’s what age does for some people. It’s certainly something to think about.
The title of this piece is perhaps self evident. This piece, constructed with paper, plastic, shellac, wood glue, acrylic paint, and oil was made with the summer fires in Colorado in mind. Often what we believe will scar the landscape or our own lives actually ends up bringing unexpected discoveries. The overall topography is something to behold and hold in reverence.
This is one of the pieces I’ll be featuring in the show at Mead’s Corner in Wichita from October 31st to December 1, 2012.