October 1 – 31, 2022
Art – Crafting a Vision, Surrendering to Mystery
Pastel Landscapes by Ruth Rinard
My grandfather’s farm made me an artist. Golden wheat in the wind, expansive blue sky, billowing clouds, tall dark green corn, shimmering heat lightning, searing heat, or small buildings on the distant horizon filled me with awe. A transcendent bright abyss opened before me.
Later to get an education and to raise a family I moved east. Hills crowded in on each other, sky was hard to come by, and roads disappeared around curves. Ever changing light filtered through forests. Humidity hung everywhere. Everything came in quick glimpses. Everything demanded intimacy, interiority.
Awe, and intimacy, two constant threads in my work are held together by narrative. As I start a painting I have a title or phrase in mind. It becomes the narrative for me linking the deeply personal interior and the unfathomable outer world. My art strives to make visible this connection.