Authenticity of Process

• Even if the materials or references are borrowed, the artist’s way of engaging them—honestly, reflectively, even painfully—can produce something genuinely expressive.

• Kandinsky, Pollock, or Joan Mitchell: while abstract, they tried to reach something deeply real—through the unconscious, gesture, or intensity.

The genuine may lie in how the artist confronts their own condition, even if their tools are inherited.

Regarding Jung’s individuation stage, Art can be genuine when: a) it arises from deep psychic expressions of necessity b) honestly reflects a stage in one’s inner journey.

Non-representational art often becomes the language of the unconscious: a symbolic process rather than a literal one and individuation can make art genuine, because it reflects an internal wholeness or struggle, not just a style or surface.

But For Adorno, art is genuine when it refuses to reconcile with society’s false narratives, usually originating in the art marketplace… for in that arena reification occurs, and too often, the exchange value is all that is present. There is an institutional tendency towards conformity, homogeneity, and what soon becomes mediocrity; this occurs when the art is commodified, only to satisfying the consumer’s appetite for an object to be owned.

I have crossed.

Through labor and learning,

through resistance and song,

through brushstroke and breath,

I have crossed.

This body — weathered, wavering — is still my mountain.

This mind — flickering yet fierce — is my cloud.

I rest on sacred ground.

In Presence, stillness, the divine all around.

That is how I meet the generative.

Not as a thing to seize,

but as a presence to welcome.

The present, the moment comes to meet me —

May I not name it too quickly.

May I bow to its strength,

its timing,

its freedom.

My art arises from this silence, the presence of the unconscious.

The energy is, built and shaped while listening to, the Shekinah—the force in the liminal space between intention and manifestation.

Let my voice, again, come from this stillness that is rooted in breath and earth. The CONIUNCTIO, Heaven and earth, are in unity here.

It is in the remembrance: authenticity is not a product,

But, a moment, it is an occurrence.

A season unfolding onto the path, that I am.

I let go of the return.

I let go the fear of what comes.

I meet the present.

Tender.

Steady.

Alive.

As the steely mountain; summit in clouds.

Marsh Mosaic is not a depiction but an occurrence —a space suspended between memory and perception, sight and heart. It asks you to enter a realm where light fractures, shadows deepen, and the language of water and leaf unfolds not in literal detail but in shifting impression. Here, the marsh is not simply a place but a pulse, a mosaic of echoes resonating beneath the surface, waiting to be sensed.

My practice begins in stillness—the kind

taught by Hexagram 52 in the I Ching, the Mountain

within a Mountain: and within the Ein Sof, and with

the Shekinah, the ever infinite indwelling female

spirit, a mystery in stillness that is not empty, but

generative. In this stillness, I attune myself to

a deeper rhythm, one that moves not with

time, but with presence. It is here that the

painting begins, not with an image or concept,

but with a felt sense—an emergence from the

quiet.

From this inner ground, gestures arise like

Breath. I do not seek to

control this process, but to participate in its

unfolding, led by pulses of energy that hint at

ancient codes and unseen patterns, as Jung

might refer to as the collective unconscious.

The finished painting is not the art—it is

the residue, the echo, the exhale. The creativity is

in the act of becoming, as the Goddess culture

identified. In Hebrew it is translated as

“being.” In Ch’an Buddhism it is the silent

illumination.

Here enters the Shekinah—not only as a

symbol of the divine feminine but as the

indwelling presence within the act of creation

itself. Her presence hovers in the liminal

space between intention and revelation. She is the

breath in the silence, the fire in the pulse.

And behind even this—beyond symbol,

beyond name—Ein Sof, the Infinite, offers a-backdrop

of ungraspable mystery. Each mark is an echo of what

cannot be fully known but longs to be felt.

What emerges is not a finished statement but

—an invitation into— the mystery, where

viewers are asked not to interpret, but to

inhabit. Each piece invites the viewer to

approach the painting not as a thing, but as a

threshold—an invitation to stand before the

piece as before a mountain, or a flame, to

encounter their own stillness, to be within the

mystery.

This is my practice: to become still enough to

listen, open enough to receive, and bold

enough to follow where the current leads.

These pieces emerged from the rhythms of my backyard—an intimate mystery where growth and fluidity merge, and the swamp’s silent pulse becomes something almost otherworldly, a definition of non-object and beauty.

Kate Weingart is an artist exploring the intriguing intersection of expressionism, automatic surrealism, and abstract expressionism. Her artistic vision is deeply influenced by these movements, as they allow her to delve into both the conscious and unconscious realms, creating canvases of memories and imagination. Weingart’s work often reflects the emotional intensity and intuitive gestures characteristic of expressionism, while automatic surrealism provides a way to bypass rational thought, tapping directly into the subconscious. Abstract expressionism provides a technique of rapid action painting that she employs. These elements combined create a unique visual narrative that speaks to her artistic intent.
Personal experiences and interactions have played a significant role in shaping Weingart’s imagination and artistic process. Memories of her interactions with her friends, family, and students infuse her work with authenticity and depth, providing a personal lens through which viewers can engage with her art. She sees these memories and interactions as a vital element of her creativity, fueling the imagination that drives her portraits.

The influence of Eric Kandel, a Nobel laureate known for his work in neurology, has informed Weingart’s exploration of the relationship between the brain and art. Kandel’s research into how the brain transfers and stores memories, feelings, and knowledge in our neural pathways, has inspired her to ponder on the neural processes involved in artistic creation. This intersection of science and art offers a deeper understanding of how memories are formed, recalled, and transformed into artistic expression, enriching her work with layers of meaning beyond the visual.

In the tranquil embrace of aquatic whispers and ethereal shades, is “Serenade of Seas: Abstract Watercolor,” a harmony of water and dream, painting the soul’s gentle currents of imagination. Here, within the serene expanse, soft hues of blue and green cradle the spirit in a serenade.
Brushstrokes ripple like the dance of the wind on water, each curve and impression a hymn to the fluidity of nature’s pure essence. Within this tapestry of tranquility, hints of pink and white illuminate pathways to hidden depths, crafting an atmosphere where the heart’s pulse aligns with the ocean’s song.

Serenade of Seas: Abstract Watercolor

“Organic Gaze: The Carved Contemplation,” is a sculptural hymn of earth and spirit. Here, in the embrace of clay, a form emerges—a portal to the ancient. The face, with its serene and piercing gaze, is an enigma, etched from the whispers of nature itself.

Upon its brow, jagged forms reach toward heaven, like a crown in the essence of the untamed wetlands and forests. The surface of earthy hues and textural branches, invite you to trace the dialogue between humanity and the cosmos. In this union, the face opens itself to contemplation, an everlasting meditation from the earth.

This piece was born where the silence of the clay converses with the wisdom of the ages. Within this piece, a story unfolds—a journey of creation that transcends the material realm and flows like a stream through the hands of time.

Here, art becomes a hymn to the organic, a vessel for the mysteries of the soul. “Organic Gaze” can lead you into a world where contemplation becomes a sacred ritual, where matter transforms into a meditation, and where every carved line speaks the language of the ancient winds.

Here, within this haven of abstraction, light and shade entwine—a delicate interplay that conjures a mirror to the soul. Journey into this sanctuary of reflection, where the silent dance of colors offers a path to serenity, guiding you to a realm where inner clarity and cosmic mystery become one.