Emily Kay Rice is an abstract artist from St. Louis. Her collection of work is multifaceted, ranging from a variety of mediums, with a primary focus of acrylics and ink.
Emily has been exploring the capabilities of mixed media fluid art since 2015. Her therapeutic process involves taking the uncovered emotions surrounding life's ever evolving experiences, and giving them a visual abstract representation. Unlike the traditional methods of acrylic pour, using a can of spray paint allows her to control each chosen color directionally across the canvas.
Emily desires to express some of the dimensional capabilities of spray paint as a medium in its own right, aside from its traditional street art reputation, exploring the pull and push between the artist’s level of control and the paint’s own intrinsic qualities.
Emily has had the privilege of presenting several solo exhibitions across St. Louis, including The St. Louis Renaissance Airport Hotel, Missouri Baptist University, "The Night Owl", and has also participated in numerous group exhibitions across the St. Louis area, including STLArt.Org's 33June, Manchester Arts Gallery's "Life In Motion", and St. Louis Intersect Arts Center's "Reservoir".
Emily continues to work professionally in a variety of trades among the fine arts including theatrical set design, graphic design, and illustration.
As an artist, it is often too easy to "let things bleed out". There is an unspoken misconception in our profession that, in order to produce good work, our lifestyle must resort to undergoing heavy torture and despair; The deeper the valley, the higher the mountain. I believe this is only half true. As a painter it is my job to grab hold of the damage and channel my grief into a realm that molds beauty out of the wreckage - but it is not my job to sink my own ship and expect
I have been debating for a long time as to whether or not I was going to share my story here. I suppose I have feared that by doing so, it would come off as unprofessional, or distract from what I've wanted my work to prove on its own. However, It is important to note that I somewhat feel like my work and my story are often one in the same. You find your bravery when the rugs are ripped out from beneath your feet -- when accidents happen. They make us who we are. They also ma