I grew up believing I was an artist, an inventor, a “creative”
and that I had the world by the tail in these areas. To be honest, I was a product of parents who
suddenly had a child way after they expected, so they kept me fairly busy
finding my niche. By the time I was
twelve I’d immersed or dabbled (depending on skill set) in baton twirling,
ballet, piano, clarinet, trumpet, swimming, basketball, softball, and took
weekly art lessons every Saturday during the school year. I relished those art classes and learned to
work in many different mediums. Then we
moved and IT happened. I took my first
and last school-based art class in eighth grade. Our grade was solely based on a creative
project regarding an ad. After much work
and detail, mine received a C with no remarks, no red comments, and no
acknowledgement that she’d even looked at any part of it.
“Every Child is an
artist. The problem is how to remain an
artist once we grow up.” ~ Pablo Picasso
Topsy & Turvy 30" x 30" acrylic ink and paint |
I walked away from the art I knew for years, but the
creative in me found other ways to have an outlet in the forms of poetry,
needlework and calligraphy. Fast forward
to the 90s when paper crafting and stamp art were kings and I put my big toe
in once again. For me, combining color,
texture, and motifs without fear of representational art rejection was
freeing. I was mentored and encouraged
by some of the biggest names in the industry until I was ready to fly by my own
wings.My workshop career blossomed, a
book deal was signed and I continued to hone my techniques and define “my”
style.
“Art enables us to
find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.” ~ Thomas Merton
Concerto 12" x 12" birch deep cradle watermedia, metal powder, fibers, beads |
Years went by and my options widened significantly, but my choices
were rather selfish in nature. My “why”
is wrapped up in where I’ve been and who I’m still becoming. Art has been transformative and where I’ve
found passion and a sense of self I didn’t know existed. Those early days when I found my art voice
again are never far from my thoughts. There
was pep in my step and a seemingly endless enthusiasm for possibility. I couldn’t wait to have time to play. What excites me the most now is seeing those
moments in others when I teach workshops around the country. That look of wonderment and the sounds of
whispered giggles as they play with new techniques is intoxicating. I adore that moment of their discovery or
rediscovery of their own possibility, the quick relationships that develop while
barriers are down, and the knowledge that I’ve planted some empowering seeds in
a world where judgment and shaming abound. Afterwards, I’m always renewed and ready to go
back to my studio playground.
Faith 5" x 7" mixed media |
“People need a
powerful why if they are going to be able to endure any how.” ~ David Brooks
Tuscan Interlude 30" x 12" acrylic ink & paint, India ink & dip pen |
I will continue to teach and nurture others, but these days
I am also using my art to take a look inward and to let my creative voice come
to the surface. To that end and to keep things fresh for me, I’ve gone in some
new directions in my art. I’ve returned
to painting after the long respite and am enjoying using watermedia in an
illustrative, whimsical style. It allows me to break some rules and once I put
on my big girl panties and saw that my imperfect style and quirky imagination
could be a strength, it’s been a lot of fun and almost meditative in
nature. When I’m up for a challenge, my newest
obsession has been manipulating and upcycling old magazine art. Depending on the original colors on the page,
each initial manipulation will produce a unique abstract outcome that I can
choose to leave more organic or bring in a traditional or whimsical element for
juxtaposition. I can get lost for days
in my studio working on these and they all have a different vibe based on what
I am feeling and how deep the questions are that I asked myself that day. I’m a work in progress so the questions
change daily as I peel back my own layers ... and that’s where the magic is.
Bloom 7" x 5" mixed media |
“There are years that
ask questions and years that answer.” ~Zora
Neale Hurston
This is Week 22 of 52 Artists in 52 Weeks. Thank you for reading and sharing Nancy's story today. To see more of Nancy's work, please connect with her at the following links:
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