Xyla Gallery

Aimie Xyla Levine

Philadelphia, PA

In the beginning there was light… then the heavens and earth… and the air in between. Under a watchful eye, the days passed and the earth teamed with life and crawling things. And God was pleased. So pleased that on the seventh day he rested, content that his creation was “good”. While the Earth continued to spin, he dreamt of other projects he might like to take on. It was during this slumber that Aimie Xyla Levine was brought into this world… and it’s never been the same since…

Aimie’s interest in art began when she was a little girl in western Pennsylvania. It was a way to express/escape her frustrations with a broken home, confused spirit and tangled reality. In short, Aimie has lived every after-school special ever produced… as well as those not suitable for daytime TV. Her journey has taken her to through highs and lows of immeasurable displacement… leaving her with a critical eye and constant heart bent on exposing truth, liberating beauty and unleashing kindness… At the age of 13, her poem “The Black Widow” was published. A few short, but turbulent, years later, she received the Indiana Art Association Scholarship (1997). And after a few more twists and turns found herself at the Indiana University of Pennsylvania as a Fine Arts Major with a Minor in Sociology.

Aimie has found inspiration in the works of Salvador Dali, MC Escher, Edgar Allen Poe and Emily Dickinson just to name a few. Her expansive talents take her into all mediums, but she most enjoys pencil, as well as plaster sculpture. Her technical abilities with colors, shading and textures are inspired, but there’s genuine talent in her ability to tell the truth, push the envelope and evoke emotion.

An artist, poet, survivor and mother of two, Aimie has established a running social commentary in her work that forces us to really look at the world and our place in it. Rose-tinted lenses don’t exist in Aimie’s world… after seeing her work, they won’t last long in our world either… when asked what she would want God to say to her as she entered the pearly gates, she replied, “I can explain.” That pretty much sums it up.





THE GALLERY THE ARTIST GALLERY SHOPPE
Aimie Xyla Levine Philadelphia, PA In the beginning there was light… then the heavens and earth… and the air in between. Under a watchful eye, the days passed and the earth teamed with life and crawling things. And God was pleased. So pleased that on the seventh day he rested, content that his creation was “good”. While the Earth continued to spin, he dreamt of other projects he might like to take on. It was during this slumber that Aimie Xyla Levine was brought into this world… and it’s never been the same since… Aimie’s interest in art began when she was a little girl in western Pennsylvania. It was a way to express/escape her frustrations with a broken home, confused spirit and tangled reality. In short, Aimie has lived every after-school special ever produced… as well as those not suitable for daytime TV. Her journey has taken her to through highs and lows of immeasurable displacement… leaving her with a critical eye and constant heart bent on exposing truth, liberating beauty and unleashing kindness… At the age of 13, her poem “The Black Widow” was published. A few short, but turbulent, years later, she received the Indiana Art Association Scholarship (1997). And after a few more twists and turns found herself at the Indiana University of Pennsylvania as a Fine Arts Major with a Minor in Sociology. Aimie has found inspiration in the works of Salvador Dali, MC Escher, Edgar Allen Poe and Emily Dickinson just to name a few. Her expansive talents take her into all mediums, but she most enjoys pencil, as well as plaster sculpture. Her technical abilities with colors, shading and textures are inspired, but there’s genuine talent in her ability to tell the truth, push the envelope and evoke emotion. An artist, poet, survivor and mother of two, Aimie has established a running social commentary in her work that forces us to really look at the world and our place in it. Rose-tinted lenses don’t exist in Aimie’s world… after seeing her work, they won’t last long in our world either… when asked what she would want God to say to her as she entered the pearly gates, she replied, “I can explain.” That pretty much sums it up.