Artist Spotlight: Ira Simidchieva

The Internalized Primal Scene

The Internalized Primal Scene

Ira Simidchieva is an NYC-based artist, psychoanalytically orientated therapist and a psychoanalytical candidate at the Manhattan Institute for Psychoanalysis. She is originally from Europe.

In her artworks, she focuses on contemporary abstract figurative art and abstraction. Previously she had a strong interest in the landscape.  She has experience working with and exhibiting in different materials like printmaking and sculpture, but her preferred media and materials are oil paints on canvas. Ira utilizes an eclectic, contemporary approach to create colorful artworks that are unique editions; she does not use prints nor multiplies her work. Most of her works are done on solid wooden frames with pure linen stretched firmly above and primed with classically handmade prime. The images she paints have no analog in reality and everything in the paining: color, structure, composition, is sourced in her imagination.

She maintains the view that an artwork is a metaphor and everything in a painting is language: the color talks, the shape talks and the different elements in the painting communicate among themselves. The whole painting communicates a non-verbal message that is transmitted to the perceiver. Painting is a way of expressing oneself, an inherent necessity.

Currently, her art, being inspired by the psychoanalytical thought, is experienced, just like psychoanalysis, as ongoing research of states of mind and feelings in relation to their connections to reality.

A detailed sense of her view about art can be gained from her article “What Is Common Between Psychoanalysis and Art” that was published in the Manhattan Instate for Psychoanalysis blog:

https://manhattanpsychoanalysis.com/blog-post/psychoanalysis-art/

Ira has four solo exhibitions and has been part of numerous group shows in Europe and the USA; her works are part of private collections throughout Europe and the USA.

A tear goes down my day is real  But your drying eye upon the shame  Each needs a road for me from you  What paradise? What can I do?  -Ira Simidchieva

A tear goes down my day is real

But your drying eye upon the shame

Each needs a road for me from you

What paradise? What can I do?

-Ira Simidchieva