Rhythm~Observation~Understanding~ Transformation~Expression~~~ This ~(R.O.U.T.E.) is a sanctuary for the creative process. This (WORD) is an invitation for you to draw creative connections between your inner world and the world around you. R.O.U.T.E. is this forum for our collective questions, collective concerns, collective insights, and coincidental meanderings. We are building momentum to print the Volume One of this publication; this forum that converges in a holler in Appalachia, and radiates out from here.
Grass Roots, Self Published, Female Led; Growing Strong and Wide and Supple;;; R.O.U.T.E. >>> is an artist book with the soul of a zine! We empower ourselves and our kin, (OUR CELLS AND OUR SKIN), to work through the major blockages to our creative process and to strive to move through all forms of oppression.
The pages of Volume One will be filled with a cosmic diversity of imagery and writing, including interviews with featured artists. To learn their stories gives life to the artists' journeys, and to the content of their creations. Let us continue to demystify what it means to create art, and to bring forth what is real. What is real for you? This is what the creative process is truly about!
The arts have always been a part of my life thanks to my mother. Thread and yarn has always been a part of my life thanks to my mother's mother. I am a product of nature and nurture and am fortunate that my nature and nurture has come from more than my family environment - I chose alternative paths that gave me an education a traditional route could not have offered. I have seen this country from shore to shore and border to border, I have met and worked and learned alongside people who didn't look or talk or live like me, I have visited a dozen other countries and even more different cultures - I am a product of all I have seen and experienced, and have been shaped by my heroes and relationships. The process of creating my artwork allows me a time and space to process my life and is as important to me as images I create.
I primarily work with textiles, though for this project, happily branched out to paper-cuts.
ANGELA DAVIS JOHNSON
I articulate my deepest thoughts visually and through this sharing I explore collective dreams with those who experience my work as a healing practice. Live dreaming goes beyond aspirations. It is to imagine and construct a past present future that reflects our truths and our souls. Through live dreaming I use various media to connect: mixed media paintings, performance, and interactive installations. Through these disciplines I tell stories of emotional journeys or little known historical events as well as honor the earth and life's simplicity. Through dreaming I am intrigued by human connections and exposing the myths that we are dissimilar in the most fundamental ways. I am Black woman from many spaces. I am Universal. I come from generations of healers and creators. Most notably I am informed by my grandmother and mother whose wisdom guides my teachings and desire to connect with the light in my fellow human beings.
The way I write is spontaneous. I have a notebook full of poems I’ve written since I was 14 years old, but Moon Saw Me is one of very few that I wrote intentionally as poems. I open my journal to write, and sometimes a poem is what follows when all I intended was a “normal” journal entry. I rarely edit those poems. They flow out from the depths of my subconscious and I’m happy to allow them to live in that form. They are pure and raw, albeit unrefined and often redundant.
I want to convey, through composition, the action and vibrancy of the world around us. A close-up of a flower will reveal texture and seductiveness. Photos give nature phobic people a clean but static beauty. When a kid sees their first cucumber flower and says “no way has a cucumber come out of there”. Soon they want magnifying glasses for a closer look.
I have waded into thigh deep cold water to capture the image of a beach’s driftwood horse. Stooping, bending, even twisting can be involved in capturing an image. I’ve lain prone in dirt to capture the image of a fledging mockingbird. I was so close to an aster clump that a bunch of bees were buzzing me, circling me, mind you I did not shake the bush at all, and I just wanted to get a clearer view of the endangered Monarch butterfly. Though I knew they would not sting me, I backed out to give them their space.
The natural world feeds me life. And at 69 I can say I’m still not full.
STAY INFORMED, KEEP CONNECTED.
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1882 Hammons Fork rd.
Disputana, Kentucky 40456
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featured paintings on site by C. Philip Willett