I’m coming up on one year (!) of signing the lease on my studio space. It’s got me dwelling on this past year of creating, of parsing out my practice and organizing my space, of creating two (!) new bodies of work, and many things in between. I’ve said before how much I love buzzing back and forth between different mediums. Sometimes I work in three different ones all in the same day, or maybe I spend a week in oils, the next in collage or printmaking or drawing. Before I had this studio, that movement felt chaotic and painfully spontaneous, leaving me with unfinished work or less-than-coherent ideas. This space has given me the freedom to leave things out, to stare at them for hours without “working” on them. It’s given me perspective, and allowed me to approach pieces with deliberation and softness. Not to say there aren’t days when I just get to WORK, with a fierce passion and emotional energy, slinging paint and ink and slashing around magazines. But those days feel like a creative climax instead of a forced hurl, and they’re brought about by the slow, progressive work done beforehand. Cheeky, I know.
All that to say, in this new season of creativity, one where I feel a sense of rootedness and methodical knowledge, I’m beginning to thread all of these mediums together. Not on one canvas, but in one space. By letting them converse, by taking visual languages from one to another, by weaving similar thought processes into the fibers of their foundations, I can assemble my work in a way that screams in harmony. So, if you’re wondering to yourself as I’m sure you often do, “What’s BA up to this winter?” I can assure you that I’m listening to the cacophonous voices inside and outside my head, slowly knitting them into one big harmonious yell. Come listen with me sometime.
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