SYNONYMS, an exhibit of the work of Judith Kornett and Julia Schrecengost, will be on display at the NOMA Gallery, located at 437 N. Market Street, Frederick Maryland.
This exhibit is largely the result of more than a years’ worth of shared time in Kornett’s home studio. Represented will be drawings, prints and sculptures.
Both artists are members of the gallery, and although their work appears very different at first glance, deeper attention reveals a common affinity for the use of color, shape, texture and the use of symbols as well as personal artistic and aesthetic philosophies. Hence the title of this exhibit. In addition, both artists invite the viewer to spend time developing his or her own interpretation of their work.
The exhibit will hang from December 2nd-December 31st, 2022. There will be an artist’s talk December 21stat 7 o’clock Pm. The public is invited.
Art reflects what is occurring inside, outside, and around me. To say that the last twelve months have been a year that only Rod Serling could have created is the understatement of the year. I personally have run the gauntlet of cancer, death, loneliness, pandemic, depression, and, worst of all, artist’s block. This Gauntlett has been my own personal challenge.
This exhibit’s body of work is about me. The process of creation and the pain and fire I have had to traverse has proven to me that I am the powerful survivor and heroic woman that others have always depended on, and thus I have grown into my GAUNTLETT; each piece of art depicts the FYRE in my soul.
But it took a personal eon to find the fire because of the depth of the despair and the aloneness I felt in my effort to climb back to whatever stability my world had to offer. “How can I conquer this malaise?” I asked myself every morning as I struggled to get out of bed. “Why should I even want to?” I asked next. I had no answer.
But then I had an “AHA!”
I saw it first as a small dark shape appearing in the corner of my vision. Slowly it took more shape and traveled with me. Soon it was my raven, big and black, flying beside me, wing and tail feathers trailing glorious and brilliant fire. The raven is my spirit. Here was my Fyre!
Now that he had reappeared, I could not fly fast enough into my studios. Clay was once again my love, as was glass, fiber, and printmaking. I remembered that glass is glaze and glaze is glass. I could not sit at my spinning wheel more enthusiastically in order to create the yarn that would become my wall hangings. I delighted in bells, beads, pearls, ribbons, and feathers. And my raven was everywhere.
Can you see my raven in my work? In many of my pieces, he is very obvious, flying above me, below me, next to me, or with invited friends. In some, he is hidden, but you must believe he is always there.
So, in the end, my part of the show is about war, suffering, and ultimate survival. It is about finding my spirit, my raven, successful transformation, and in the end, the ability to once again become productive. It is ultimately about having conquered travail and passed through to the Gauntlett of Fyre.