love of spiritkeepers
Sometime in 2010 or 2011, I was vacationing in Asheville with my partner, and we were doing the requisite tour of the riverfront art galleries. My partner was a painter, so I liked looking at art with her, but I have never really “gotten” visual art for the most part; I am more of a word person, so it takes a lot for something visual to resonate with me.
We happened onto a little cluster of galleries that seemed focused on sculpture. It was in the first or second booth that I saw it. It was my father, in the arms of an angel. I just stood there; the piece was so alive, even in this moment of death. I was immediately transported to my father’s deathbed, and his “journey home,” surrounded by our family: how we all climbed in bed with him as he took his last few breaths, me, my sister, stepmother, aunt, and how his brothers encircled the bed while a hospice volunteer played soft music in the background, easing his transition. I remembered the following hour, when everyone left except me, and how I just layed in bed and held him while his spirit left his body.
Every precious moment of that experience was represented in Kat McIver’s sculpture “Journey Home.” I had never in my life even considered purchasing a piece of art, as I have never had the means to buy anything outside of the bare necessities, but after my partner and I left the gallery, and Asheville, that sculpture haunted me, and I knew I had to have it. I had taken Kat’s card from the booth, and I contacted her several weeks later and was relieved to learn that the sculpture was still available.
Kat met me in the parking lot of Greenlife when I was on my way home from a spiritual retreat in Kentucky and I purchased the sculpture from her. She was exactly the way I would have pictured the creator of such a powerful piece to be: warm and genuine, and she embraced me immediately as we carefully loaded “Journey Home” into my car for its journey to its new home.
Kat McIver will always be my favorite artist, and “Journey Home” is one of my most treasured possessions. I will always be grateful to her for creating such an incredible piece of art, and to the Universe for leading me to it.
- Shana Scudder
Kat is an incredibly talented and creative artist. I first bought her La Posada clay heart for my mother, Rose. It was fitting and she loved it. When mother passed away, Kat skillfully re-purposed the piece into a reliquary. Now that work of art holds a much deeper meaning for me.
- Ron Peterson