{"id":10840,"date":"2021-12-09T14:07:45","date_gmt":"2021-12-09T14:07:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/media-archive.blackartinamerica.com\/?p=10840"},"modified":"2021-12-30T14:12:04","modified_gmt":"2021-12-30T14:12:04","slug":"against-the-grain-on-quilting-rebellious-spirits-and-the-miseducation-of-wendy-kendrick","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/earthexhibitions.org\/media-archive\/?p=10840","title":{"rendered":"Against the Grain: On Quilting, Rebellious Spirits, and the Miseducation of Wendy Kendrick"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n
By Trelani Michelle<\/pre>\r\n\u201cWhen the house creaks or makes some weird sound, I just say \u2018Hey, Ms. Aminah.\u2019 I figure she\u2019s just tipping through to see what I\u2019m working on.\u201d\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\r\n
I smiled when Wendy Kendrick, the 2021 Aminah Brenda Lynn Robinson Fellowship recipient, said that. The fellowship includes a three-month residency in Ms. Aminah\u2019s artful home. Artful is no exaggeration either, as everything from the doors to the cabinets and even the floors are embellished. After meeting Wendy at the Black Fine Arts Fair of Ohio and discussing her work and the fellowship, she invited the BAIA Squad to the house for a tour.<\/p>\r\n
And from the time we parked the van, I was blown away. Instead of grass, there were bricks and river rocks. On top of those were rusted wagon wheels\u2014one big and one small\u2014bottle trees within a bottle garden, which nudged at her southern roots, and Adinkra symbols painted onto the three concrete slabs leading to the porch steps. The symbol closest to the entrance was the Sankofa, depicting a bird flying forward with its head turned backwards, ever reminding us to learn from our past, to go back and fetch the lessons and stories of our elders and ancestors and bring them with us into our present and future. An historical marker stands just outside the front gate, letting passersby know who Ms. Aminah Robinson was, as both an artist and an active member of her Columbus community. The fully painted double doors, inscribed \u201cWithin our lives, our souls sings [sic],\u201d give you a heads up as to what lies behind.<\/p>\r\n
\u201cThis is where she created until she passed,\u201d Wendy said of Ms. Aminah\u2019s home. \u201cEverything was fair game for creating on. She utilized the entire house.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\r\n
A cot in the foyer, titled \u201cFolktale From Poindexter Village, 1800-1957\u201d is one of the first things you see. \u201cShe was always documenting the neighborhood,\u201d Wendy explained, \u201cShe grew up in Poindexter, which was one of the early public housing developments in the U.S.\u201d Then you\u2019re met with yet another door, this one painted blue, brown, purple, red, and black with facial profiles, outstretched hands, and creatures resembling a bird and maybe a fox. \u201cShe was notorious for doing her doors,\u201d Wendy pointed out. Unfortunately, though, the doors are not original. \u201cThe museum took those down. When she passed, she left her estate and home to the Columbus Museum of Art. They replaced the doors with a replica.\u201d<\/p>\r\n
Most artists, even if subconsciously, employ lessons from their parents and grandparents into their art. In a PBS Western Reserve interview, Ms. Aminah shared that her art doesn\u2019t come out of her. \u201cIt comes through me,\u201d she said, \u201cfrom a community, from a family, and from my immediate family who shaped my memory. And I just continue the work.\u201d Both of her parents were artists, and they taught her how to create art without commercial art supplies. So, in lieu of paint, she learned to use berries, dandelion, and even tree bark for pigment. Her mother taught her how to sew and her father taught her the art of \u201cobservational penetration,\u201d which is the ability to remember the details of everything and everyone in a space long enough to get back to your sketchpad and recreate it. He also taught her the recipe for hogmawg<\/em>.<\/p>\r\n