Tenuous links

This piece got a lot of attention yesterday due to a post on Facebook by a group called the Anartist community. They (he? she?) post some compelling and diverse images of artwork but don't really do anything to identify themselves. It's an international community as evidenced by the quotes in various languages.  A web search yields no other clues. The About section on the facebook page says: "An artist is never poor" (or "Un artista non è mai povero" if you prefer) to which I tend to agree.

I'm always mystified by how among millions (or is it billions) of people on the web sending out messages and images, does my work find a spot? What tenuous links are there that make one piece send out its feelers so that someone else is interested enough to look? These links intrigue me. They are a continuing theme in my stitching, a thread that binds all my ideas together. A link is a happy chance at connection that is at once mysterious, powerful and throbbing. It feeds my curiosity. It starts a conversation, binds together continents, and bounces from one to another.

Heartfelt, repurposed linen dress with hand and machine quilting, Paula Kovarik

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Paula Kovarik, 2013. Hands

This is a work-in-progress shot of a piece I started while mom was sick. It is done on a simple linen dress my friend Leigh Ann found for me (she is my best treasure hunter).

Coming back to it now after mom has passed brings up memories of sitting by her bed. After she fell asleep, I sat in front of the numbing TV set to disappear into a new mindset by stitching compulsively on this dress. I wasn't sure where it was going, I just knew I had to have something to keep me busy. I think I will put the dress back together and hang it from a hanger, maybe with a lining made from one of her garments. 

Wish I could bring her back as simply as that.