There is a point when words are no longer sufficient- when feeling and experience holds you captive for an expression seemingly impossible to achieve. The soul languishes as deep calls unto deep and silent groans and utterances ache to be released, freed, and made tangible. My art is saturated with the visceral murmurings that ensnare, yet require escape. Each brush and pen stroke is an outward reverberation of emotion resounding within. It is visual dialogue with the internal ebb and flow created by the struggles of life, death, experience, time, and memory. It is the overflow, the necessary out pour of what fills me.
So writes the artist. Sometimes, words do indeed feel utterly inadequate to express the sheer complexity of heightened emotions and uncontrollable feelings. Some turn to better writers in search of answers. Others tune to music for solace. Kat Tompkin makes images.
Short and long hands of time pieces halt. Numbers fault. The artificial construct — that is time — stands still. Posed in a pause, Tompkin’s figures are graces in a contemplative suspension. The inner child is revealed. He must be protected. So the mama bear roars. Roar mama, roar.
Kat Tompkin is a globe trotting artist. Tompkin holds BFA* from Azusa Pacific University (Azusa, CA).
All images courtesy of artist.
*Earlier, we incorrectly listed Ms. Tompkin’s credential as BA. She indeed has added F to her achievement. Onward.