by YONA C. RIEL
Showing posts with label head injury. Show all posts
Showing posts with label head injury. Show all posts

Sunday, August 1, 2010

The Digital Works.. the journey to the inside (continued)

     Sorry I haven't posted in a few weeks.   (have you missed me just a little)?  I been working on a show that will be at The Voyeur opening the last Friday in August so I have an excuse.  (Just saying). However today since I have a bit of time I am doing a short and sweet post about my digital work.
   Though I was online before I came to Eugene, the move from SF changed my 'online' relationship.  All of a sudden 'real' life was much quieter and as I was struggling to keep my right brain stimulated.  I searched for alternative online art sites and found one where you traded postcards with strangers in other parts of the world.  I was also using the worldwide lesbian site called Shoe and to mix things up a bit  I would often ask my online friends to trade handmade postcards.  It seemed an easy way to keep the city stimulation I was accustomed to going.  Following are some of the 'postcards' I sent.
    The one above I titled 'Thirteen'.   It's not only my favorite number but a significant part of my heritage.  I was born on Friday April 13th, my mom was born of Friday June 13th and my grandmother was born on Friday February 13th!  I was shocked when I found this out because what are the chances of THAT happening?
   The piece above is a cubist woman pondering the number 13.  It was collaged onto a 4 by 6 tarot card.  Once the collage part was done I scanned it then printed it onto watercolor paper and used a small paintbrush to manipulate the ink while it was still wet.
     The next piece was originally collaged onto a digital image of a 'found collage'.   The mannequin (a favorite subject matter of mine) is losing her head.  The piece is titled 'Evidence'.   It became particularly relevant after my brain injury with the words 'brain re-sizement' listed as 'evidence of my insanity'.
    This last piece called 'Listening' prominently shows a nude woman listening with a red flower growing like an idea out of her head.  In the upper left hand corner there is a mannequin covering her ears refusing to listen.  In the lower left hand corner there is a poem.... 'you think you can grasp me, think again.  my story flows in more than one direction.... '.  I sent this one to an online friend in Montreal.
   That's it for now my friends.  All of the work I have been writing about in the blog posts titled 'journey to the inside' will be at my show the last Friday in August at The Voyeur.  I know it's Eugene Celebration that weekend but I hope you will make time to come and see me.   As always your comments are welcome and thanks for reading!
yona c. riel

Saturday, January 2, 2010

A New Decade upon us...

    New Years for me is a capsule of time that I can use year after year to compare 'myself now' with 'myself before'.  In my case as of this writing a head injury in 2007 reset my clock so that I only have 3 years worth of comparison; 2007, 2008 and 2009.  Still it is an effective measure for me of whether or not I am moving in the right direction.
     Being an artist most of my real goals are not about money or acknowledgment; they are about whether what I have been creating is fulfilling the part of me that lives in the imaginary world of my creations.  I have heard 'that part' referred to as the muse, one's soul and the creative spirit.  I call it 'the land of the gauds'.
    Today I was working on a rusty and weathered piece of metal.  Though it has been hanging on my fence for nearly 5 years I have never much liked it and my eyes have slid right past it every time I went in and out of that gate.  But suddenly today I saw it in sections and I realized it would make interesting additions to the art I have been working on the past few days.
     I was trying to split open a jump ring to separate the sections and it required precision use of both hands.  My left hand has not been fully functional for the past few years and serves as both a symbol and a signal as to how I am doing.   In comparison to New Years 2009 I have a good deal more functionality in my hand.  And New Years of 2008 I could not even dress myself without the help of a friend.   So though I was initially frustrated by my hand's inability to do what I needed it to do I kept trying different ways to open up the jump ring and separate the different parts.

     Still there will always be a part of me that remembers I once wore a superwoman cape and could accomplish anything (or so I thought).  Certainly before my head injury getting the parts of the rusty metal thing separated would have been a 'no-brainer'.  The memories of my old self and my new self can make the comparison process a messy, non-linear, ball of confusion.  And sometimes, when I limit my comparisons to what my left hand can and cannot do it is very easy to see how much healing I have done.  After all I am using both hands to type this very message to you.  It has taken two years for the pinky finger in my left hand to learn how to hit the 'a' key instead of the 'shift' key.  And I still get it right only half the time. 
    In terms of my progression as an artist I made two pieces this year that were very personal in nature and that I am proud of.  The first one you can read about and see here:  http://yonacriel.blogspot.com/2009/12/re-post-resurrection-of-yo.html .  The second one was a piece I started in Oaxaca and completed when I got home.  To read about and see this one go here:  http://yonacriel.blogspot.com/2009/12/la-madre-de-todas-mis-santos-patronas.html
     Despite having completed a mere two pieces this year, that's two more than I completed last year and thus in my better moments I say to myself, 'you did good, I am proud of you'.
     I won't show you just yet what I am working on now.  Let's just say it involves a lot of heart.  Once we get closer to Valentine's day I will post some pictures of the pieces I am making for a show I am doing Valentine's weekend.  Thanks for reading.  And happy New Decade!