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Clingy
“Clingy” mixed-media: paper, wire, collage, muslin, acrylic, metal, aluminum, molding paste 4″ x 6″  ©2010 Leah Virsik

Sunday evening at 6 p.m. marked the end of the final weekend of Pro Arts East Bay Open Studios and I didn’t want it to end. I definitely faced some challenges during the busy times trying to juggle multiple situations and trying to do too much. But it was a good learning experience and hopefully I’ll handle it better next time. I had a lot of great visits from friends, family and neighbors. One woman saw my card in a café which was a nice treat.

I worked on creating more postcards for my upcoming Kensington Library show during the slower times. There’s something about being in the studio and working and having to be in there that is extremely satisfying. By the end of the day Sunday, inspired by a neighbors’ comment, I was using metal wire in my postcards like “Clingy” above. I’ll be working more with metal and jewelry in the future and hope to finish up some metal books. Ultimately, I’d love to get over my fear of fire.

I taught many people how to make mini books with my promotional postcard. Some people, like I mentioned in my last post, elaborated and added their own spin to my demonstration in inspiring ways. It is my intention to create a safe space that fosters this creativity and honors and accepts people where they are in their process.

As I continue to gain insight in this intention…I realize I need to start with me, create the space and let go. The magic will happen from there. Thanks Lanell for listening to me talk about this tonight and offering your insight!

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4 Comments

  1. Posted 15 June 2010 at 6:30 am | Permalink

    Beautiful piece…I love the wire-wrapped hearts…so touching…eee! I am glad you had a great time, it’s great to hear all the wonderful things happening and people learning bookmaking and enjoying the process :)

  2. Posted 17 June 2010 at 11:08 am | Permalink

    Looks like your little hearts have found a home. I LOVE this piece and cannot wait to see the other postcards for the Kensington show.

  3. Posted 17 June 2010 at 12:39 pm | Permalink

    Thanks Linda and Deborah. Yes, it seems when I have things hanging around homeless and I really like them eventually they’ll find a place in my work. :) It’s funny how with this piece I didn’t try very hard… it just came together. I know that’s a big part of the process. Letting go and listening and not trying to force things.

  4. Posted 23 June 2010 at 5:46 pm | Permalink

    Oh, Leah! This is such a beautiful piece! I love it!

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    I’m hungry to learn and it’s through my process of creating that I’m ultimately satisfied. I’m curious about different materials and take on the challenge to incorporate what I’m most drawn to into my work. I’m intrigued to discover the resulting patterns and repetition. As I create, I explore my inner landscape. I’m attempting to uncover a stifled sound. It’s my challenge to express this internal voice through my art and ultimately, boldly, out loud.

    My quest to connect my voice with my work has led me to reexamine my personal history. The threads in my bookbinding and in my collage are entwined in my familial roots. Growing up, I remember a quilt frame my dad made, taking up our entire living room. His grandmother taught him to quilt using scraps of clothing. Years later, I began a quilt when a friend was teaching a class on patchwork. To my surprise, cutting up fabric and piecing it back together reminded me of my work with paper collage.

    As a child I would sew with my mom and what I most remember is the guilt I’d feel as I jammed up her machine. Now, when the threads and material bunch up they become useful fodder for my work. In some ways the threads act as a binding element, as in my books, and in other ways they are a reflection of my internal processes.