Over the years, bloggers have blessed me with new ideas, book suggestions, encouragement, beautiful artwork and photographs, and myriad moments of inspiration. I have learned so much from strangers, and I am so grateful for their knowledge and generosity.
My latest spark of inspiration comes from Adam Zucker who blogs at Artfully Learning. Last week, Adam wrote about Black Mountain College in North Carolina and its founders, teachers, and alumni. He wrote about the life and art of Ruth Asawa. I had never heard of her, but I had read and studied the work of her teacher, Josef Albers. As I looked at the work of Ruth Asawa, I had a tingling “Aha” moment. I had such a strong visceral reaction to her sculptures. They were curved and intricate biomorphic shapes. Her organic wire sculptures reminded me of some macramé sculpture I created in graduate school as part of my Master’s thesis in Creative Arts Education forty-three years ago. I carried those sculptures around for years and gave a few away to friends. I had forgotten about them until I saw Ruth’s sculptures. I said aloud to myself, “Oh! I wish I had known about Ruth Asawa forty-three years ago. Her work would have greatly influenced my art and pushed me forward.” I never thought of weaving with wire and stayed with more common materials such as paper, fabric, yarn, jute, and hemp.
I made twelve sculptures with accompanying poems. Two sculptures I remember very well. My work was centered around the women who influenced my life. The first sculpture was a rectangular wall hanging in a natural jute tied onto wooden branches on the top and bottom. The knots were predominantly Josephine knots in honor of my maternal grandmother, Josephine, who I never met. She died at the age of forty-six from a cerebral hemorrhage. Family members always told me that I looked like her. I never believed them until I came across a photo of her at the age of sixteen. My heart skipped a beat when I looked at her eyes and smile. Yes, indeed, I look a lot like my grandmother. I wanted to create a sculpture that would reflect my connection to her.
Another sculpture was a replica of a head of long chestnut hair. My childhood friend, Roxanne, had the most gorgeous long, straight, thick hair. My hair was short, fine, dark brown, and curly. I coveted Roxanne’s hair. I craved long thick tresses that I could toss, braid, and put in in an elegant bun. I found a wire-framed oval, and I tied long strands of wool year in multi-shades of brown. Then I created different kinds of intricate braids down the length of the sculpture. To add interest, I woven in some gold engraved barrel beads. This is the hair I would have wanted. This is the hair of my amazing dear friend. After the exhibition, I packed Roxanne’s hair in a box and sent it to her in Boston with a note expressing how much her friendship meant to me.
As years went by, I turned to watercolor and collage for artistic expression. And my time was spent more and more teaching children. In my teaching, I always shared the connection of art to literature, and exposed my young students to various artists, genres, and materials. I knew it was important for children to explore the world of art and use their imaginations to create their own work. This free expression is crucial for building identity, self-esteem, and for nurturing creative minds.
With a little research, I found a picture book – A Life Made by Hand: The Story of Ruth Asawa by Andrea D’Aquino. She recounts Ruth’s childhood on a California farm, her interest in nature, and her studies in art. She was influenced by choreographer, Merce Cunningham, the visionary designer, Buckminster Fuller, and the abstract artist, Josef Albers. As Ruth developed as an artist, a trip to Mexico introduced her to write weaving. When she returned home to San Francisco, she began to tach art and create beautiful nature-inspired wire sculptures.
I cannot wait to try my hand at wire sculptures. After all, I have been waiting for forty-three years! Maybe I can combine wire and fiber. I am looking forward to playing and creating with this new-found idea.