June 2, 2018 in Uncategorized

After months of demanding work, it was a great feeling to be noticed and appreciated. Working repetitiously, with repurposed and salvaged materials provided me with the opportunity to think. Much like meditation, “Adjunct” gave me a specific focus. The need for a certain level of craftsmanship (not so much that it takes away from creativity and not so little that it looks like a mess) brought more mindfulness to the process. Being a multidisciplinary artist has its challenges. Having experience with so many varied materials, it is often difficult to narrow down which medium will be used in a given art-piece.

"Adjunct" Red Hook, Brooklyn

“Adjunct” Red Hook, Brooklyn

In “Recycle” (Brooklyn Waterfront Artists Coalition), “Adjunct” was one of 74 art pieces selected out of around 500 entries, and out of that 74, it was one of six pieces given a certificate of recognition. Such moments like these are few in an artists career, but when they happen I have learned to experience it to the best of my abilities.

Liz with "Adjunct" and Certificate of Recognition

Liz with “Adjunct” and Certificate of Recognition.

There are qualities to salvaged materials that are not in store-bought objects. It can motivate your process or direct it somewhere that it would not go otherwise. I see our world working toward the sustainable. I am beginning to see that any action taken, to not waste, to re-use, to salvage, it helps.

On most days, I want to be alone. I like the quiet, to create and to think. The end result of my creations need to be shared and this sometimes brings me to a populous place like Brooklyn, which is often short-lived and I get to go home to my town of  14,700 souls, relieved, yet renewed with a better focus on my needs as an artist. I am better from the experience.

As an artist and a human being, I struggle with usefulness. Society needs artists, but I question my specific contributions as one. If I find interesting materials that would otherwise be discarded and I use them to make art, my work becomes useful even before it is started.

Exploratory Ink Drawings: The Purpose Being to Seek Purpose – Works on Paper.

January 14, 2018 in Uncategorized

India ink on paper


I choose media by instinct, availability, compatibility, and purpose.  In the past, this has worked in my favor, complimenting spontaneity and innovation by producing an original satisfying piece of artwork. Recently, this process has become confused, different and I find myself seeking an answer to what has changed.


I am starting to understand, feel through and talk about some of the traumatic things that happened in my childhood (it has changed me, as it would any human being). My artwork has gone through many phases in my adult life. There are so many variables to consider, and they’re always changing. What stands out for me now is purpose. Whether I am aware of an artwork’s purpose, or not, there always is one – even if it seems silly or mundane – when in doubt I go with my instincts. A gut feeling can never steer one wrong when it comes to creating something.


For some months now, I have mainly been making pen and ink drawings, dimensions range, anywhere from 2 inches by 3 inches to 20 inches by 26 inches. Sometimes with other materials, tools, but always, drawing with pen-tip and black and red India ink. There must be at least 40 of these drawings. The purpose? I need to rely on some sort of stability, something that I can control is soothing and time-consuming. I can focus on a tiny section of a large drawing for 3 hours or generalize a small composition in 10 minutes, all depending on what I need at the time. Having dealt with or avoided dealing with PTSD most of my life, I have come to rely on repetition in my artwork as a necessary and important element.

During the drawing process, I became aware of a handful of things, like handwriting but only unique to this cluster of work, certain smudges made by a finger or a line drawn over and over – It is like trying to get a bad taste out of your mouth or a song out of your head. Despite the repetition, I still draw with purpose. Sometimes I feel like I’m going to find my goddamn answers if it kills me…well…kills my hand. I built up quite a callous, am proud of it and show it off to anyone that gives a shit. I doubt anyone will read this anyway, so, if you see me and care, I will be happy to show you my callous!


Thinking the answers to all of my questions are just around the corner, in a painting, about a series of work, even a line away, is a common fault of mine. When I sit quietly with myself I realize that I already possess the answers to my questions and that I had been previously engaged in another symptom of PTSD – a really bad memory.

“Entropy” A Mixed – Media Sculptural Series

September 21, 2017 in Uncategorized

17022217_1389276007783648_9064447710435949173_n   In the process of making these sculptures, I was getting rid of clutter in my work space          and asking myself what was worth salvaging. I enjoyed the contrast between a lot of the            objects. By examining and problem solving the juxtaposition of this object to that object,          certain relationships started to bring with it – order to some of the chaos.    16999124_1389275657783683_3459296684167300733_n


Life is not something that can be perfectly packaged, it is messy, gritty, leaving bits and pieces of yourself over everything, everywhere, and other people.



“Entropy” is my way of celebrating this chaos by applying order to disorder, all of the separate work, time, found objects, contrasting objects and new objects to be made, with energy and intention, in partial, coming together to be finished in an unconventional way that made sense.



Falling apart, yet in a state of homogeneous.                                  16999127_1389275277783721_1371710434047565553_n16938507_1389276197783629_3113008287654507515_n16996280_1389277187783530_4799849643908104984_n



Mindfulness and Distractions/ Exert I

February 3, 2017 in Uncategorized


First drawing of 2017.

First drawing of 2017.

It is now 2017, there is no snow on the ground, it is warmer than usual, the groundhog just saw its shadow and we now live in a world without Mary Tyler Moore and Trump running our country. A positive future that is much more difficult to see, muddled amongst the unbelievable chaos of negative people, now, having a more solid platform for their hateful beliefs. It has been difficult settling into doing any real meaningful work with the many distractions. All attempts at this have been unable to stand-up to the intensity and confusion of my feelings. However, I have been writing steadily for a couple of months and have decided to blog certain exerts. Remembering that I can only change the world by changing myself and contributing that to my community and the people around me.

Personal truth seeking often leads back to what I care deeply about – Art-making and the many things that surround that. What drives an individual to create? What are the motivations behind this? Is it a prerequisite to have some sort of traumatic past to make meaningful or intense art? What happens in the art process when the work shifts from you creating it, to it creating itself?


Installation Planning

Installation Planning


Process –Art Journal:  Exert from Saturday, January 7th. 

I used to think that the solutions to my problems were far away, physically, mentally, but I have come to see that the things that I am seeking are the things that are closest to me. Often so close that they are overlooked, maybe because at first glance they are unappealing, or I am just used to looking further. This was difficult to accept at first, dreams became realized for       their insanity- blindly thought of as a possible future because at the time I needed something   to hold onto.

Exploratory Collage

Exploratory Collage



I have come to believe a great deal in mindfulness, originating from Buddhism and adapted through western psychology. There are many techniques, rituals and practices. Putting some of these to use in my process, many possibilities begin to present themselves. Being present when creating allows awareness to surface and things that were hidden before are no longer.






I imagine series upon series of installations, all evoking a deep and personal intimate view on my life and my art. Each one becoming deeper in meaning and process as I make and evolve. Ultimately, uncovering or revealing some truth that I was not previously aware of. Media discovering itself in relation and availability.


Liz Parsons Art                                                                                     February 2017

Meaning and Parallels Within

September 27, 2016 in Uncategorized



Over time, my artwork started to gain more and more complex elements. I experimented, explored and expanded my thinking and my methods. Possibilities and potentialities presented themselves. The more options I could see, the more I questioned. The results brought to light things that I may not have seen otherwise. I started to draw parallels to both my life and my art making. Ultimately, my goal became to integrate much of my life to that of making art. Obtaining results was challenging, yet interesting. Simply put, this approach put more meaning into my life and helped me to combat depression.                         fifteen



Since this time, I have met new people and had ongoing health concerns. I was using my work to escape my stress and anxiety, to distract from my intense feelings of  situations that I seemed to have no control. Gaining perspective was nearly impossible. I have grown in some ways and have regressed in others. Not better or worse, just different.


Today, I go back to this desire to integrate, to test the limitations of what art making is and can do. I hope this to be another tool to better understand, or question all of what is before me. To draw some kind of parallel within and perhaps finding meaning in a much larger project. But, for now, here is some art.fivesix


“Palindrome” /bindings, burlap, paper bags and concrete

March 29, 2016 in Uncategorized




I rode downtown today, like many days, to the Glens Falls Food Co-op.  I often pick up bags for my artist books. Currently I am working on a traditional binding with waxed cordage wrapped around burlap pieces (also from the Co-op). The workers thoughtfully save the bags for me, trying to do as little damage to the sacks as possible. These paper bag sacks come to the store with various grains, nuts, popcorn, etc.


These multi-layered bags were appealing when I first came across them last year, nice thick paper, often with a tooth on them. I immediately collected some and drew. The product stamping added unique character in time and space of my process. I loved the idea of something like this being free and the volume of it has opened up a lot of new possibilities; sculptural and/or installation work.

the start

the start


















This one book is still being bound and has an approximate end-date, April 14th 2016.

Liz.          Here is the finished product. 31.5 inches long with concrete ends. An exposed binding artists book. “Palindrome”. Soon to be shown;



When things don’t mesh.

December 30, 2015 in Uncategorized




Lately my art making is sporadic, it doesn’t mesh right and there are holes in my logic. The ties that I usually find in the succession of my finished pieces is not easily recognized. I make bits of things and start canvases just to put them in the corner to forget about. I doodle, I draw, thinking that the most basic of art principles will spark something- anything that will guide me in the right direction. Frustrated, I finally realize that such things cannot be forced, patience is required.



Emotion Cluster

Emotion Cluster






In every creative process there will be a time when everything comes together, whether it be the accumulation of your efforts or the universe telling you that this piece is important and that you are doing exactly what it is that you are meant to be doing at that time. Let this process play out and try and learn from it in some way. What was right about it and how did you feel while creating it? Awareness of your own creative process is key.



paint on found tile

paint on found tile

October 2015

October 28, 2015 in Uncategorized

Pack It up

Mixed Media On Canvas. 38″ by 60″. September 2015


This canvas has become hugely popular in the short time it has been alive.  It has found a common ground of some-kind, even amongst those I wouldn’t dare to put in the same room together.  Not to my surprise, this is the first piece in a long time that I had soley created for myself. Meaning that my mind was quite void of the “viewer” or the “censor”.  I was just making something fun.  I wasn’t worried about how it would all be analyzed or interpreted, because it wasn’t being made for them.

Those who also make a lot of art know how rare this takes place, and must pay attention to how they may have actually accomplished such a thing.

This month “Pack It Up” won second place in LARAC’ s Realism VS Abstraction show, in the abstraction category. Be sure to vote for your favorite work of art.  You have until Friday the 30th of October.



Art @ The Lake 2015, “Trillium” …the pictures that stay…

June 30, 2015 in Uncategorized

This years’ theme for Art @ The Lake, -Art that is inspired by Lake George. This became a challenge. I view all of my work to be inspired by The Lake. My experiences here range from; catching fish on our Pilot Knob dock with frozen hot dogs; hiking Tongue Mt. in January, eating cheese and crackers at the lean-to; family weddings; sailing with my dad; my grandfather teaching me how to swim and dive off of the dock…and the list continues… The most influential... the pictures that stay…are my grandmothers paintings. She was influenced by the Lake for almost 60 years. Summers on LG allowed her to paint her surroundings. These pictures influenced my childhood and played a role in my development as an artist. 

DSC_0223                                  DSCN0506                              DSC_0201                       Shirley D. Patton. Oils on Canvas. 1950′s. Lake George, NY.



With this complex set of images and emotions, what could I make? For awhile I made nothing. I looked through old slides of paintings long gone. I kept going back to a watercolor of trillium and leaves and things. This was done in the late 1940′s.trillium - gram.                   Shirley Patton. Watercolor. 1940′s.

I took this picture of the trillium and “copied” it, but in my way, using my own materials and my own hand.

Our methods of creating, our styles, almost everything really, are vastly different. The process was tumultuous, yet highly enjoyable. I went through many stages.

I started out by doing a line drawing on a 38′x 60” canvas with black acrylic. It was becoming too pretty, so I needed to dirty it up…

one         two         three            four          five      … I got carried away.


There often becomes a time in all of my work when I need to put in all of my efforts and all of my energy, or I need to shelve it. This process can be exhausting and sometimes a bit disruptive. It can dislodge emotions which have become complacent, but by shaking things loose it gets me to move forward quicker than I would have on my own.


six          seven          eight           nine         ten         eleven



twelve       thirteen


I grew very close to this work. The real truth in my work is found when creating it and reflecting upon it in quiet. In all of the adding and subtracting of media, I am on a search for the answers to questions that I have not composed yet- like checking a math problem that I have not finished.

For more information on Art @ The Lake:

TRILLIUM June 2015

Final Product. Mixed Media on Canvas. 38″ x 60″. 2015.

Get Her Words Out.

October 16, 2014 in Uncategorized



The finished interactive installation, “Get Her Words Out” 

“This project is made possible with funds from the Decentralization Program, a regrant program of the New York State Council on the Arts with the support of Governor Andrew Cuomo and the New York State Legislature and administered by Lower Adirondack Regional Arts Council.”

The Finished Installation

Finished Installation

Installed in the Lapham Gallery, “Fragments” August – September 2014.

(Installation taking approximately 8 days.Doug Gruse -from The Post Star – visited during this process and decided to do his first short video to post online. I was honored. Jenny Hutchinson, The Lapham Gallery curator, and my friend, supported me tremendously through the entire process. Thanks Jenny.)

Doug Gruse

Doug documenting the process.




Making the last lighting adjustments before the opening of "Fragments"

Making the last lighting adjustments before the opening of “Fragments”






Last month, I took down my first installation. It was very sad for me because of all of the meaning that I had put into the whole thing; word strands all throughout the room, incorporated in with mixed media elements. It was so different from anything that I had ever accomplished. Liberating, in a way that expression through words has always been for me. Feeling like the poison, whatever it was, was extracted and left there on the page. After, I get a sense of relief because I feel as if it is on the outside now, taking up space and I do not have it anymore. I am not responsible for it anymore somehow. Flushing out emotional toxins by making something beautiful and very messy, together.

Back left corner of installation.

Back left corner of installation.

In total, this piece consisted of approximately 119 pages with 1 ½ line spacing. I took on a very complicated and time consuming project. After receiving a grant to create it from NYSCA, I had all of the incentive that I needed. The most pleasant outcome to all of this work was the reactions of local teenagers.

Many people typed-up interesting bits here.

Many people typed-up interesting bits here.

High School students seemed to relate to this installation, and their words inspiring. A couple of teachers also sought me out to say how excited they were to bring their students on over to see and possibly type. In the end, this made all of that effort worth it. I have no regrets, I worked to the full of my potentials at the time of creation, and that is ALWAYS my goal. 

Liz working.

Liz working.


Ceiling view.

Ceiling view.



My artwork is, and has always been, a wide interpretation of mixed media. For me, human expression is everywhere. Opportunities            everywhere. My existence is experimental, playful, dark, but always harmless in nature. I do not hurt animals or the environment if I          can help this. (I did kill a squirrel last month while driving and I still feel that little death as I write this.) I try and help those animals          that cannot help themselves. I am very curious in the woods and outdoors, being mindful of what is growing along the bike path as              the seasons start, progress and change. We live in a wondrous world. And we live in a tragic world, filled with hate and suffering.                Here, in my corner of the world I do not see too much suffering in the way of starving and homeless. What there is of it seems ignored        or rationalized. I do see animals (a lot of strays) suffering. And the “quiet” suffering of people. Emotional distress and the whys and            the hows.



It has only been until recent days where I can express myself better through words. I have always written, especially when there were no safe people to talk to openly and without judgment, and the written truth became so much easier to manage, because then I did not have to take that chance of getting in trouble, taken away or judged by my peers. Now, at 39 years of age, I feel that I am at a place where my brain can start to organize, or just try and start this long endeavor, a book of some kind – when it feels right– when something connects in my brain and body to say something —- anything —. Mark Rothko said it best– when he was asked how long one of his paintings took –”My whole life”.

"Get Her Words Out" prep