Fall Exhibition Series

August 16-September 25, 2019

Opening Reception in conjunction with ArtSparkle Chroma on Friday, August 16 from 6-10 pm

Please note that ArtSparkle is a ticketed event and is nearly SOLD OUT! Get your tickets before they're gone!



Chroma will showcase local and national painters working intuitively in bold statements of color. Guided by abstraction and formalism, Chroma touches upon the relationship between artists and painting while showcasing the love affair with materials, technique, and pigment that many brush-wielders hold dear to this day.




Consuming – Jen Broemel

It is consuming. It consumes me. I am consumed. People are always curious about how long this work takes me. The patience I must have to create these works. But truth be told, when I am working in this way, on these works, time and patience are not of essence or concern. I am exactly where I want to be, doing exactly what I want to be doing. I am consumed with the present moment, the process is very meditative, in all its stages. I have curated my process to include only the parts of the making that I enjoy. I am overjoyed to have found this thing, my thing, of experimenting with cloth, thread, color, and texture. Following my intuition to let the elements come together, to come apart, and to perhaps be reassembled. Using repurposed, thrifted, everyday materials, to do my small part to show that we need not consume more to make something special or beautiful. I am overjoyed to share this work with you. I hope you sense that joy, and I hope that you are inspired to find the thing, your thing, that thing that consumes you.





Surrender – Jamie Lynn Williams

When I was sixteen years old, I was diagnosed with extreme hyperopia and convergence insufficiency. I was told by my optometrist that I would be blind by the time that I was in my mid-twenties. Later an ophthalmologist stated that in his nine years of practice, he had never treated someone as farsighted as I was who did not have cataracts. The more that I believed this prognosis, the worse my condition became. Today, I am twenty six years old, and I have embroidered, tatted, beaded, sewn and appliqued this entire body of work without the use of corrective lenses, magnifying glasses, contacts, surgery, or physical therapy.


My vision is clear, and my eyes are perfect as they are. It is certain to me that I am a part of the same source that gives life to this world. I know now that I have the power within me to heal myself. What separates one individual who recovers with the same condition undergoing the same treatment from another individual who does not? I have come to the conclusion that all medicine is metaphor. Whether you prefer pills or crystals, these interventions only work because we choose to believe in them. I chose to believe in love more than I believed in what the medical authorities had determined possible for me. The result is this exhibition.