The Work of Silence
For the record, Tabby Ivy’s paintings reached me sooner than Tabby Ivy. What reached me in her paintings is their essential quiet, their silence. Silence in a work of art is something I hold dear.
And Then It Begins
I first saw Tabby’s paintings on Facebook, as part of a gallery exhibit in Missoula, Montana. The gallery, Radius Gallery, shared a cycle of images as part of an exhibit promotion. .
The Place Where We Picked Berries
Sacred is an old word, one that means, among other meanings, “consecrated” or “set apart.” While we may appreciate or associate this meaning with a church or temple, we can recognize it, too, in certain of our shared places.
I questioned how content any artist or writer should be. It seems that an artist must struggle to produce work, as humdrum as that idea has become. But to struggle doesn’t require a week-by-week or day-by-day existential pounding