New Works by Chaco Terada

Represented Artist Chaco Terada presents new series, Angel Morning on a visit to photo-eye Gallery.

photo-eye Gallery is delighted to announce four new works available by represented artist Chaco Terada. Known for her meditative and unique process, Terada prints her images directly onto luminous layers of silk. She then applies reflective poems using sumi ink with her own "free" form calligraphy, making each work one-of-a-kind. Having cultivated the skill of calligraphy at a very young age, Terada pulls inspiration from her own personal journey and Japanese culture. photo-eye Gallery associate Savannah Sakry, asked Chaco to translate the works included in the transcendent Angel Morning series and on her introspective experience making them. For Terada, the act of making her work, is a mediation or reflection. Behind every series, there is a story of sweet nostalgia, and a curious perspective that is so wonderfully "Chaco".

"My walks are a way to connect with myself, not necessarily in the present time. They could be my way of time traveling. I do that with or, in my calligraphy.
It sounds funny, but they even include the future.
I spent some days on walks, just before Angel Morning was created.
There are times when I loose myself in the crowd.
I walk in the stream of people.
They are with family or friends, or on their phone.
So many people pass me.
I don't know them at all.
And they don't know me at all either.
Do I know people in Japan?
I don't remember my parents' smile.
I can't remember my first boyfriend's touch.
So, what was the reason I left Japan?
I am here now walking, only that is sure so far.
I think I'll reset myself, and start from here.
One day, in the golden light of my walk, this man in the crowd walked toward me,
with big smiling blue eyes, he waved a little.
He said to me, "I don't know why but, I have to tell you this. You are alright. Something very special is on the way, just for you."
I lost my words. After he disappeared back into the crowd I thought,
That was an Angel.
I wonder if we could all be messengers to others somehow?
I was already a high school student when I was dreaming about becoming Mary Poppins.
I wanted to be the flying messenger for people whose hearts were in pain.
Then one morning, I had to leave my unfinished artwork, as if the sky was calling me.
The misty rain made a shiny veil along my hair.
The fresh breath of the air touched my earlobe.
I responded to a whisper.
"I haven't said yes to you. But it seems I am in the wedding already."
My palm opened slowly, feeling someone's hand.
"Whom am I marrying?"
I just looked up at the sky.
Someone took my hand to feel the wings
My own wings."