Creative Arts


Ever since I was a young child, I have felt compelled to make art. My biological mother was an artist and I would sit in awe and watch her stucco everything (literally, our entire house). She was always making something out of nothing; she filled my world with her creativity, but she also caused my world to crumble.  As a youth, I was placed in foster care and overcame an emotional cancer that could have destroyed my potential for becoming the woman I am today. No matter how deep the divide, I have always shared my mother’s creative DNA. Being an artist has helped me process life and progress as a human being.  Last year, during my mother’s fight with brain cancer, we reconciled the past. I realized that no matter the chaos, my mother is also responsible for the cosmos of my artistry that inspires me to embrace life to the fullest.  I am very much a survivor and artist, because I have learned to let go and center my inner-most being, in the pursuit of veracity.

My paintings embody many stories; each painting reverberates emotion through the exploration of relationships; my canvases are filled with patterns; each layer continually contextualizes and uncovers the narrative, as it is perceived through the discovery of play. I define “play” as just approaching the canvas openly, to create something new. I attempt to articulate proclamations that hopefully speak for themselves.

The creative path is explored by pressing found objects onto the canvas, either straws, credit cards, paint chips, cardboard, shaving cream lids, Legos, or marker caps; they are tools for building layers and revealing vulnerability; painting with acrylic is a process that allows emergent layers to convert into an arrangement of  understanding; this all happens to be the ultimate manifestation of transformation.

During the process, I am exposing my own layers of identity as an expression of becoming more whole; this route to progress unveils inspiration to confidently capture the fullness of being known; these paintings are clothed with my determination to express life itself. Painting is a conduit to knowing and seeing; to approach the canvas is to reinvent time and overcome struggles of pugnacious resistance to widen the solstice of the soul and experience healing.

To be seen, is to be known.


KimberlyRhyan_03     KimberlyRhyan_04

KimberlyRhyan_05     KimberlyRhyan_06

KimberlyRhyan_07     KimberlyRhyan_08  

KimberlyRhyan_09     KimberlyRhyan_10

Photography credit: Eric Wagner


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