Galleries for Images by Kathy Chowanec

The Authentic Movement Community Blog would like to open the door wider to the visual realm, by creating personal galleries of visual art images or creative forming results. We hope you would enjoy seeing your creative forming pieces from a gallery perspective of a whole group of your own work and a group of other's work as well. There is a strong belief that our mind/body tells us things through our artistic expressions. Most pieces currently on the AMC Blog are narrative. 
The idea is to have a place for art strictly from authentic movement experience.  We are inviting artistic expression that has happened in conjunction with a movement session. These galleries  are not for art that has been judged, juried, or awarded any level of expertise. These galleries  are not to be art work that is for sale anywhere else. 
This is an invitation to send photos of art pieces you may be shy about showing. They can be entered anonymously, or not. This is an opportunity if you want to have comments on what others see in your expressions.  
From a personal standpoint this idea came about because I think I’m shy about pieces “I don’t like”. I’m not sure what that means. They are certainly mine, a part of me I love, and yet it would be courageous to have others see them. So I think I need to let others see them to surpass my fear of these art pieces being ugly, unfinished, or out of character, the shadow in me. Putting them on the blog allows me to set them free, see them from a longer lens, be non judgemental about them. They now belong as a part of the blog gallery. I can claim them, or not and decide to remain anonymous. I hope you join me in posting images. ---Kathy Chowanec

Send your images in an email or email attachment to Elizabeth at
Please include any titles or wording you would like posted with your image.  We need written permission to publish your images and any pictures of you.

Kathy invited the September Reunion of the Facillitator's Group to try these Galleries.  Below are six galleries as our first effort.  Witness response welcome!   

Kathy Chowanec's Gallery

Ann McGinty Gallery "Nourishing Art"


The whole gallery goes together.


Bottom---My Blue Wings

Bottom--Holding Fire

Nephron--From nothing comes something

Burning away, letting go

calling card





power shield

lightning lifting light

she whispers the door is open

fire in her spine


the dancer sees

Kathryn Kollar Gallery

I really like this one. It feels safe to me. It's odd isn't it?

Safety from a different angle

Safety from one more angle

Let--What's on the table.

Safety--upper left
Dog--lower left
Party--upper right
Let--lower right

Authentic Movement: Creative Forming Roberta Whitney

SEP 2011

On Mexican Yams

It was a time of the Mexican yam and I am on the edge of creating...
It was a time of estrogen and I am well-beyond ovaries and carrying potential within.

And yet—I can create externally now...

I am the fecundity in a marigold
and flowering broccoli in the gardens.
I am the flow of a watery stream
running off the clay vase, made fountain.
I am stillness drinking in the sun.
I am the warrior--slicing--protecting.
I am the roaring lion-fiercely sounding out
to an [American] culture devouring the children.
I am one half-
one pole-
one side.

In the coolness, I rock.
Waters shift gently within.
I am a silent prayer for life
No longer between hips-but in
the world-wide mother.
I am of Her.

My vessel is She.
It is bigger and more beautiful
than all of time and space.
She is my estrogen,
My Mexican yam.

On Sound

There is a phenomenon
With noise—when it
There is still silence...
And in that space, is there no sound?
Night bugs of summer orchestrating after a flaming sunset.
The moon—
Does it not have a sound?
Perhaps, a moon wind whispering over the craters.
And then,
Your breathing.
The most beautiful sound in the world—
Life, singing into you.

The sound between us.
The vibrations do not
Know the color of your hair
Your weight, or mine.
There is no eye color
Revealed in the notes
Only heart—
And there, we meet.

I draw a circle around me—
It is the circle sound creates around us.

Then, as if too staid,
Cacophony erupts.
Sound and pace shift.
Again, I hear noise.

Until that refines
Creative overlay of individuated expression
That finds rhythm and expands

Then, ends
After a beat of your foot on the wall—
now still, now silent.

I want A Circle

I want a circle.
Last night, I saw it ringing a moon,
Full and white.
There were colors there
Softly playing off the light.

I want a circle here now.
In this space.
A rainbow circle.


  1. Mexican Yam is going up on the fridge. yow. FANTASTIC. All of them are remarkable, Roberta. Your humanness sings forth!

    gracias.... (smile) Germaine
  2. and btw... you can be in my circle ANYTIME... as soon as i get one.

Alison Buck Gallery

 Moving in relation to “Estrogen from the fermented Mexican Yam plant called Dioscorea Composita:”
What is my connection with it?
Part 1 (left):      Being rooted in the grasses of nature
Part 2 (right):    In Tai Chi mode

Giving Voice to Silence
(My response to a movement session with vocal sounding)

Elizabeth Reid Creative Forming Gallery

Sound Vibration

 witnessing group energy

playing with water color pencils

 Transformation tadpoles
The colored pencil drawing transformed with water on paint brushes.

 Blue shoulders and hips, black eyes, green torso
Intense and complex body energy at this moment.

 more color play

Desire Composita
Answer to the question "What is your connection to fermented Mexican Yams

Projection: After I finished this I saw the Moon as I had seen it the night before the Tenth Anniversary of 9/11. It was not my intention as I played with the colors.