I am so excited to announce my first solo show! (What?!)
This is big dream step and I am smiling right now as I type this.
The series is near and dear to my heart- inspired by a trip 'home' to India for the first time, it's a story of the connection that spans oceans and generations. The people and places depicted have shaped me in ways I cannot fully comprehend, yet I recognize the love shared across borders is not unique. It is an integral part of so many of our families. Featuring 15 unreleased oil paintings, the work invites you into the space to feel seen and cherished for who you are and where you come from.
Date: Sunday, September 12th, 2021
Location: The Cathedral
2403 E 16th St, Austin, TX
Tickets: $15, available through Eventbrite
Includes entry to the show, live music by the incredible Alex Saxon
& a complimentary open bar. Tickets are broken into 3 time slots:
11-2, 2-4 & 4-6pm.
Connection explores what it means to come home: home to those who share your blood, and home to yourself. It tells a story of passage and a story of love. In a time when human connection has been so limited, I hope my work reminds us that there is still beauty in the world if we pause and take a moment to see it.
I hope to see all of your lovely faces there! If you are not local to Austin or are unable to make it, I would greatly appreciate you sharing it with a friend who might enjoy the show. Thank you for all the love, support and excitement thus far and for being a part of this journey.
My heart is so full.
A verse from Ben Rector's I Like You
While it's a love song, this sentiment has stuck with me for years. These past few months have had their ups and downs (in case you missed it, Texas went through a snowpocalypse and I hit a bird that to be honest, changed my life). I have not sent an update in awhile because truthfully, I have not felt like I have that much to report. No huge news, no giant releases, just good old fashioned progress happening in the studio. As I mentioned previously, I am working my way to my first solo show and I am keeping those pieces a secret for now. Stay tuned for sneak peek later this summer!
So today I just wanted to say hello, share a few new pieces and remind you that even if you feel like you have nothing to say, sometimes celebrating the little wins, the walks in between, is what makes it all worthwhile. It has been a tough year for all of us and I would be remiss if I said these past few months have been easy. However, it has taught me a lot about how to love and celebrate the process instead of the result.
So, if that resonates with you, I would love to hear your stories of 2021 so far-
What is something you are celebrating?
What is something you have noticed that makes a difference in your everyday life?
If you’ve known me for awhile, you know dance has been a huge part of my life. Movement still is. I believe moving has the power to help us grieve, process, and heal in ways that free us.
I hadn’t “danced” in a long time and wasn’t even sure I still considered myself a dancer. However, I realized the more you create, the more creativity flows and it’s not just ok but encouraged to jump between different mediums. It’s been a minute since my roommate Gaby and I collaborated on a video but when I heard this song it just felt right. It's lyrics spoke to me in a way that many other songs haven't this year and it message feels particularly pertinent today.
“But don't cover up your scars for me
And every single choice that you made
Was a stone in the path to this place
And every single cut that you claim
Has led you this way, so lay your head on me”
- Marcus Mumford
About the PieceGrief. Loss. With so much injustice in the world and our own personal struggles, it is easy to close yourself off from feeling. However, I truly believe it is only when we allow the world’s crosses to break our hearts, that we can piece ourselves back together to create a heart that may be fractured, but full.
Moving my body and getting outside are two ways I have learned to process and release. It helps remind me of the strength of our spirits. We have so much to offer even if we are still healing. And there is joy in the process of returning home to yourself and of sharing it with those you love around you.
Healing. Support. Movement.
Resilience. Peace. Hope.
The Human Spirit.
I hope we captured even a glimmer of the feeling of the words above.
This piece was created through 100% improvisational movement. Gaby and I spent a good few hours clipping it together to take an experience and to create a story. I hope you can find a piece of your journey within it as well.
I picked up a paintbrush for the first time since college a year ago today! Woowee itâs been a journey and I am teary eyed just thinking about it. This basement studio at my parents house holds all the memoriess and Iâm so grateful for my family believing in my dreams way before I did. It was just me, some paint, and a bunch of spiders figuring it out one day at a time. ð©ð½âð¨
Featuring the very first layer of a painting that would become the start of many!
“Stream” 8x16 oil on canvas, making its debut. Photos never really do the texture/colors justice but alas. Normally I’m all for sharing the inspiration behind a piece but this one, created as part of my ‘Rain’ series, feels a bit more personal. The actual act of creating it was special and I feel a small piece of my heart lives in these strokes. So if that rings true with you, maybe consider being this paintings’s new home! It’d look 😍 in a float frame on a nice wall. Anyway, that’s all I got on this Thursday at noon, hope everyone out there is having a good one 👍🏽 This piece is available 💕
It’s been a year since I flew home from Toronto with zero idea what my future held. I wish I could tell my past self how much would change and how much she would grow over the next 12 months. I also wish I could tell her she’d have a studio filled with her own work, shared with rad friends, and a super cool roomie to take her pics in it! So, after all the journal entries, tears, glasses of wine, phone calls to mom/sis and a lot of yoga, she’d finally feel like she was in the right place. And in this moment, with all the madness in the world swirling around her, she could find a small slice of peace in her heart by knowing that there is always a home within her to come back to.
✨New original mini paintings in the shop! ✨ This is one of the few releases of oil paintings for the next few months because I’m working on some long term goals. If you’d like to read more, check out my latest newsletter. Link in bio!
• “Sunrise at Zabriski” 8x16
• “Winter in the Rockies” 8x10
• “Mother Moon” 8x10
• “Pink Flower” 4x6
• “Sunrise at El Cap” 4x6
I rarely work this small on canvas so these were a fun “break” from some larger pieces! Check out more images on my Etsy and message me if you have any questions/inquiries! 💕
Erica Prasad Art is officially on Youtube! These national park time lapses have been so fun to create. What park would you like to see featured next?! More to come :)
Well, I made the plunge. I officially have a full functioning Etsy Account!
Here's the link: Etsy Shop
Now you can purchase all of my prints and even some digital downloads straight through Etsy and pay with any of their numerous option. I am pretty pumped about this as it opens up a whole new area for me to explore. I have been excited about offering some more affordable options and I think prints and downloads via Etsy are really going to be a great start! As always, if you see something you love, you can contact me via email at EricaPrasad.com to bring it home or simply support ya gal and favorite my new shop! Peace and blessings to all of you, Erica
Some of the pieces available for download on Etsy:
This painting was inspired by the relationship between my mother and my grandmother. My grandmother, Frances, passed away two years ago after a long battle with Alzheimer's. While many things about my mother and grandmother's relationship changed over the years, one thing that never changed was the unconditional love. My grandmother was a kind and compassionate soul, and even when she could no longer remember small details, she always knew how much she loved my mother and that she wanted to comfort her when she was in pain. This small gesture showed that no matter how much was taken from her by Alzheimers, nothing could take away the bond and love they shared.