~I am a storyteller; drawing beauty~
Slipping between thin spaces, I explore intersections within creativity, spirituality, and social action; rooted in telling the stories of our lives; the good, the difficult, and the down right ugly. I lived through rape and violence. I survived cancer. And now, am learning to live within the new norms of a neuromuscular disease.
As a contemporary contemplative wanderlust; I recharge and soak in beauty as I roam. Painting in the fresh outdoors and sharing where the green things grow always balances the intensity of my other work.
I enter my studio in silence. I exit in silence. Visual meditation is a vital part of the creative process. I have developed my techniques through years of study and practice. It is all an instinct for survival; abiding and ephemeral studies of experience; past and present; focusing on the simple, beautiful, subtle lines, shapes, textures, and materials of words.
Why do I, Connie, love paper? I enjoy the simultaneous fragility and strength in a piece of paper as it echoes the same qualities of the human soul.
I hope you find your own questions, are challenged and inspired. And in the between, share it, whatever the “it” is; absorb yourself.
Enjoy and Paint much Love, always,
CKS a.k.a. The Crooked Little Flower