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My art is like a song, first in the distance, I hear it softly.
The tune catches a place in my heart and I feel it closer.
It goes from a few disconnected notes and keeps swelling.
I hear the song completely.
I see it in my mind.
I hear it in my heart.
It moves me in a dance, the flames of the torch, the softness of the fabric.
I see it, piece by piece, come together in my hands.
I recognize it as the notes I first heard in the distance.
A mixture of mediums is how my art is made.
It could be fibers, gently teased apart to become felt or ceramics fired in my kiln.
It could be precise sewing, either by hand or machine, each stitch evenly spaced.
Often it’s metal, cut and welded, manipulated and shaped by heat.
Sometimes it’s done in quiet meditation in comfort and seclusion.
Sometimes it’s in my welding shop, where it’s hot and gritty and I have to pay close attention because it is dangerous.
No matter which one of the mediums I am using I hear the music and I dance.

Nancy Geren

 

From my Blog

Passau-The City on Three Rivers

September 21st, 2017|

This city was built on the conjunction point of the Danube, Inn and Ilz Rivers. It is rainy and quite cool. There are people on the ship who are deciding to stay aboard and forego another "ABC" tour. Our tour guide taught us that phrase. ABC..Another Bloody Church or Another Bloody Castle. And what do we have here? We are headed to the church. Just look at [...]

Melk Abbey

September 18th, 2017|

Just a short cruise down the Danube we arrive at the town of Melk, where we visit a UNESCO site, Melk Abbey. Originally founded in the 11th century it is a Benedictine monastary which still is an operates as a school as well as a museum. Although we are only allowed to see a small number of rooms the sheer scale is unimaginable   The Abbey sits [...]

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