Art | Life | Process
My mother always wanted me to be a writer. So, here I write about all the things: art, life and the process of both.
Some things cannot be named.
A personal essay exploring the intersection of art, science and the transcendent experience.by Julia RymerWhen I look at the sky, I feel as if I live in it. It is a subsuming force, one I observe constantly throughout the day. I am caught in the interactions of cloud...
Thoughts on the artistic process
I’m battling my way through my work, preparing for an upcoming show, but also, as always, simply doing the work: creating, destroying, pondering, playing in the studio. Marking up canvases and instantly regretting the marks, or sometimes– not often– loving what I have...
Being the artist you are
One of the most profound moments of my artistic career happened not with a great mentor or inspiring artist. It happened, instead, with a professor I quite detested at the time for their negativity, cynicism, and angst. I never took another class from her, in fact....
How does your IKEA poster make you feel?
Recently a friend of mine asked if I ever made large paintings. She had been staring at the same IKEA poster on her wall for a few years and had suddenly realized she hated it. It had a picture of the Eiffel Tower, but she couldn't relate. It meant nothing to her, she...
The Creative’s Place
"Creative artists ... are mankind's wakeners to recollection: summoners of our outward mind to conscious contact with ourselves, not as participants in this or that morsel of history, but as spirit, in the consciousness of being. Their task, therefore, is to...