SUZANNE VISOR
                   
                  Statement
                  I think I was drawing before I was walking and talking; on the backs   of   	advertisements and in the margins of my mother's books. I remember   creating   	wonderful cakes and other confections with damp sand and colored river   	stones in my sandbox. In my teen years plans for ranch houses and   drawings   	of models with fancy names in fancy fashions appeared on the backs of   sample   	election ballots. Shadow images of drawings remain memorialized on the   	dining room table top today. As the oldest of five children growing up   on a   	Pennsylvania peach farm, our modest means dictated a practical   vocation, and   	I was encouraged to get an art education degree at a nearby state   college. I   	became a teacher, explored the United States, lived briefly in the Bay   Area   	and backtracked to New Mexico. I did social work on Indian   reservations, was   	a writer-consultant and public information officer, a wife and mother.   Turns   	I made led me right back to where I started—a clean surface on which   to   	draw and a tool in hand to make a mark.   
                   
                  Galleries
                  Santa Fe Opera Store,   Santa Fe, NM            					Jere Frutchey Gallery, Albuquerque, NM 
Charlevoix St. Gallery, Albuquerque, NM       					AAAI Balloon Museum, Albuquerque, NM 
Albuquerque Museum Store, Albuquerque NM                  					 
Weyrich Gallery, Albuquerque, NM 
Johnson's of Madrid, Madrid NM  
Fiori Gallery, Cleveland, OH 
                   
                  Classes 
                  Suzanne instructs beginning silk painting and design in her home 
                  studio and   at Village Wools in Albuquerque. Check their website for a   schedule of classes. 
                   
http://paintedskysilk.com/ 
  bkarusu@swcp.com 
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                  "Autumn” 
                  Painted and sprayed silk organza  
                                   My world of red mesas, mountains and deserts continues to fascinate   me.   	Viewing a bent horizon line, the Earth's curvature, sucks the breath   right   	out of me. Witnessing the strange, yellowish light of each February   whirls   	me back to my impressions of New Mexico when it was new to me many   years   	ago. This place and time inspires me, makes me feel I belong. But it is     	creating beauty on silk with dyes and brushes that makes me feel   inspired   	and complete.  |