Chisa Chervenick - 

As a Virgo, I struggle with my own perfectionist, control-freak tendencies. This means I can be pretty hard on myself. I’ve always been drawn to artistic endeavors, but my need to be good at everything combined with unhealthy coping mechanisms and an intense aversion to demonstrations of vulnerability made enjoying the creation of art almost impossible for me. And, certainly, I could never share it with anyone! How could I just bare my imperfections out there like that for anyone to see? I’ve spent a lot of time building this giant, impenetrable wall around my heart, dammit!


So, here’s the enigma that is me: on one hand, I’m this perfectionist, over-analytical control-freak who overthinks everything. On the other hand, I’m a MASSIVE deadhead. You put on some Grateful Dead, I’m going to dance. You take me to a show, I’m going to skip through the day with a smile on my face like I’m a kid again. I didn’t even act like a kid when I was a kid. I was that kid. The Grateful Dead is my happy place. But as you can imagine, the internal dichotomy of perfectionist me versus free-spirit me does not bode well for my mental health and often puts me at odds with myself. 


I began experimenting with abstract and fluid artforms to help manage my anxiety and depression, and I quickly learned that my perfectionist, control-freak ways were never going to work- not figuratively; literally. I’m at the mercy of science! Gravity, density, viscosity… I could repeat the exact same process 20 times with 20 different results. It is actually, literally impossible for me to fully control the final outcome. I can fight the unpredictability of this artform, only to be vastly disappointed, or I can adapt and learn to become more fluid myself, working with the universe to guide the outcome. And who would’ve thought I could find so much peace in relinquishing control? 


My artwork is heavily influenced by the music and spirit of 1960s psychedelia with a purposeful eye towards the use of bold, vibrant color palettes and dynamic composition. Creating has become a way to turn off my brain and allow my spirit to feel free. It’s an exercise in tearing down walls and sharing a little of myself with the world- to let go of self-judgement and embrace my flaws. My perfectionist side means I pay careful attention to the quality of my finished pieces but embracing the “imperfections” has shifted my entire perspective on my art and has allowed me to grow as an artist. “Hippie Chisa” is in the creative driver’s seat. Are you on the bus or off the bus? - Bird Song and Bear


“Without love in the dream, it’ll never come true.” Robert Hunter