"Using Middle America as her muse, Kowch draws the history of a particular place -- invariably rural -- to the surface as it collides with a new reality in layers of metaphor and moodiness. The faces of her women may remind you of characters in a Tim Burton film."
--Steve Parks, Newsday

Friday, June 12, 2009

"In the Path of the Wind"

40" x 30"
acrylic on canvas sold




One of my latest recently shown at the College for Creative Studies Spring Exhibition. The natural world is always the keeper of mysteries and phenomena that surround us and keep our world an ever-changing place. Just as the earth moves and undergoes change, we, as people, continue to move forward. In the Path of the Wind speaks of those times in our lives when we try to create order out of chaos, when the fear of the unknown dwells in our subconscious, refusing to be addressed until an inner transformation takes place.

Change is an inevitable part of life’s cycle, whether we wish to embrace it or not. The imagery in this painting serves as a metaphor for that moment when we come to a crossroads, unable to decide which path to walk. It is a time when destiny begins to shape itself with unstoppable force and events are set in motion. Logic soon departs, and intuition takes the reins, leading us where it deems best – just as the wind blows a seedling to where it is destined to take root and grow.

Fear, uncertainty, confusion, and chaos counterbalanced by a strange sense of peace were emotions I wanted present in this work, to illustrate how, despite the state of things during the "storm," situations eventually become clear in the end. The mind finally opens to accept what is, after finding the courage to let go of what was, and all is reborn.

3 comments:

Dave Chow Illustrations said...

Congrats again!

Cupcake Recipes said...

Great poost thanks

Anonymous said...

The painting is breathtaking and the perfect metaphor for where I find myself at the age of 86. One wonders why a woman my age would be making a change of this sort. Giving up my home of 43 years to move closer to family..and still trying to find peace in the chaos of the change. The Crow has become my friend as I've aged. Fed a young friend ground beef every day in late afternoon at my old house. He ate quickly, then walked down the driveway to the empty space across the street. I miss him. And I'm sure this painting sold quickly..an important piece. Wish there a poster or offset print available. Carries such meaning for those who view it. Thank you for sharing.