A Tribute and a Tornado

Now what? For the past four months I had the privilege of being a caregiver to my beloved partner and recent husband, Ken Welsh. He was a truly great actor with a mountain of accolades you can glean snapshots of in the New York Times and other places. What could I possibly add? That he liked garden gnomes and maple syrup and sang me to sleep? That he was not just interesting but kind. I have only just begun to process his dying and his death. Unlike past events in which I hit the ground running, I find I have come to a full stop. I don’t know what comes next in my studio or when I’m going back to it. I cancelled my yearly Easter Show; the Uxbridge Studio Tour; all my shows this year. I’ll be back of course but I’m giving myself time. I might add to this blog as I think of more things to say about Ken: beloved by other actors; patron saint of make-up artists….meanwhile here are a few pictures, a link to our delightful wedding…maybe even a song.

Kenneth Welsh: Hamlet
Stratford 1969

Epiphany


After decades of art-making, I am still delighted when I am led into an unanticipated direction. I’ve always liked wood. (Who doesn’t?!) But my past experience has been limited to woodblock carving for prints. In the commission I finished last year for ‘Our Lady of Perpetual Help’ Church, I incorporated relief woodcarving into the frames. The placement of the commissions in the niches of the church and their content of the presence and workings of the Holy Spirit all sent me back to a way of art-making from years ago before the tornados hit that was characterized by hope and the munificence of God. This is timely I think because surely we are living in an appalling and absurd time in need of hope.

I fell in love with woodcarving doing this commission

I’ve always loved symmetry, especially imperfect symmetry where carved pattern is revealed and then lost but still the intention of the pattern remains. I also love the shape of the equilateral cross with its reference to life and death; arm-stretching cosmic hugs; whirligigs and flowers with stillness at their centers; the crucifixion and the flowering resurrection. My friend and I were talking about the small epiphanies of childhood–instances when we sensed an invitation from God: the comfort and mystery of a statue of Virgin and Child on a well-frequented path; wind animating the tops of trees; a song about the magi breaking into a child’s sad night. As I do these small dense painted carvings, I realize they represent hints of hope; modest epiphanies. They allude to those moments that happen in the blink of an eye, brief and easily missed but if you manage to pay attention, life-changing.

The Epiphany series will be shown at the Artist Project Toronto February 21-24, 2019

For more images from the series click here.

The Opening was Wide with People

I feel very fortunate to be an artist. Vulnerable, but fortunate. My show is hanging; the Opening was wide with people; the talk, thankfully, is over. And there were no pearls to swine here! Both the art and the talk were received graciously and intelligently. Truly, I’m thankful for those who looked and listened so carefully. I’m thankful to God for giving me a way to tell this story. I am not glad for what happened: I’m still spinning. But I’m thankful I am an artist and that a few found encouragement in this series born out of such devastation. The show continues until June 21st.

Lynne McIlvride's Art Show
Gallery A


 

miniature cat painting
Cat Landing on her Feet