Auction #7: Words Take Flight

November 7th, 2009

Visual Fiction or The Metamorphosis of Vision by Ilene Winn-LedererVisual Fiction™ or
The Metamorphosis of Vision
by Ilene Winn-Lederer

11 x 14″ gicleé print on Stonehenge substrate, unframed/float mounted on museum board.

Based On:
Valentines by Shira Lipkin

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‘Visual Fiction’ or ‘The Metamorphosis of Vision’ evolved from a journal sketch in which I set down concepts and wrote titles of the pieces that would appear in my exhibit. These titles were for both existing works and new ones that I would create. The drawing reflects my creative process and its consequences. When I read Shira’s story, this image, the title piece of my 1986 solo exhibition at The Pittsburgh Center for the Arts immediately came to mind. The original drawing was scanned and extracted from a composition that included hand calligraphy. It was then set into a vertical format for maximum visual effect. ‘Visual Fiction’ or ‘The Metamorphosis of Vision’ evolved from a journal sketch in which I set down concepts and wrote titles of the pieces that would appear in my exhibit. These titles were for both existing works and new ones that I would create. The drawing reflects my creative process and its consequences.

Ilene Winn-Lederer

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One Response to “Auction #7: Words Take Flight”

  1. Shira Lipkin on November 15, 2009 12:20 am

    Information changing and making its way in the world. Lovely. :)

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