Erika Wilk, poet and artist, embraces life in a passionate, positive way, with open arms. She takes on the challenges and delights of life with strong feelings. She is poetic and creative in what she accomplishes, and works with diligence and artistic fervor at all she does.
By Kathabela Wilson
A microscope on the poet
I’ve sensed your quietness and sensitive approach to your work, spontaneous and yet considered and careful, how do you accomplish this?
illuminated
by the moon
she awaits
the first star
to drop into her bathI love being alone, to concentrate at the task. To write, to paint, whatever time I can give to the arts, that time is MINE! It gives me great satisfaction. My art and writing propels me into another space, where I can be alone. At first, after I retired, I decided to try to write my memoirs, but then I surprised myself with poetry. I’ve also painted for years, and love especially Monet and Picasso. Some of my paintings are inspired and even depict an image I love by these great artists. It delights me when I can evoke their inspiration strongly. I love silence while I write, and music while I paint.
A telescope on the poet
You seem so happy in Pasadena, but I know your life has been challenging and your beginnings were in a different world, what were your adventures?
I grew up in Salzburg, Austria, the city of stunning surroundings.
I’m from wartime Europe
occupation
from struggle I didn’t realize
… standing in line
for horse meat and bread
in the city of Mozart
… from walks along the river Salzach
rain and snowcapped alps
I am from shyness
kindness and truth
I am from the sound of musicI guess I absorbed it all by osmosis. Perhaps the peace I feel was developed the same way. I loved the theater and played/acted at age 10 -12 in several productions, including “Carmen,” to this day my favorite opera. Of course I had a crush, Don Jose! I always dreamed I’d be either an opera singer or a ballerina. I didn’t travel until I came to America. That was my first big adventure, and I’ve traveled back to Europe several times. I am well rooted in Pasadena now – for the past 57 years.
Pulse of the poet
One of the things I know you love are umbrellas! Quite a delightful statement for a Southern California poet. I love seeing you with them and share your pleasure in their light-hearted beauty. How did it happen?
My Collection. It was the forest green one I took on my long walk in the rain. The pattern of roses and larkspur soothing to my troubled thoughts of my mother’s sudden medical need. On its closing tab it reads Ralph Lauren, my favorite name in clothing. It was his fragrance that brought this umbrella into my life and home -a gift with purchase. And so it was with the rest of them. My menagerie of umbrellas is at a count of nine. Seductive Christian Dior reds, Oscar de la Renta’s refreshing splashes of pink and green, demure and feminine Anais – my sun shade- in peach and cream with green accents. They huddle in their stand next to the grandfather clock in the entry, ever faithful and ready when needed. Recently a little darling arrived from Tokyo – sky blue with lavender orchids, so delicate it was given a space of its own – opened and secured between the bricks of the fireplace. All of them a counter statement to our SoCal dry climate.
in my pantry
within reach
a box of Morton Salt
Compass of the poet
The challenges and pleasures of your artistic life include your family, I know, and your cheerful presence is contagious, how do you approach life, and embrace it so well?
I’m an optimist, accept life as it comes. Of course I would prefer the good part, but am up to a challenge as well and the birth of our now 44 year old son, Carson, with Down Syndrome certainly was a challenge. He’s the love of my life and I’m grateful for him and all things. Such is life!
From Carson I’ve learned
what’s really important.
I need him as much as he needs me
and cherish the hugs I can count on.As an artist I look at life from multiple perspectives, with deeper feeling and a need to put forth and share. I always see my life and work as a process, and enjoy living in Pasadena for decades with my husband, Joel. We have three sons and three grandchildren.
Here and There
By Erika Wilk
Where would she want to be
she never said, I never asked
perhaps in light conversation
it was assumed her birthplace
would welcome her final rest
my mind turned to hers
and the places she loved best
the first scoop of ashes
to my climbing roses by the fence
as evening veiled my errand
I walked to the house that meant
the world to her, and placed
handfuls under the hedge
near the front window
I stopped at Caltech and scattered
some under trees by the entrance
to the building where mother entered
her place of work for 35 years
she will be so pleased
lastly to Salzburg
mixed into the earth
with her dearest sister
in the family grave
facing the landmark fortress
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*Erika’s tanka “illuminated” (above) won the 2011 Moonbathing (a tanka journal featuring women writers) tanka contest.














Thank you all for your comments, humorous and inspiring.
And Kathabela’s guidance is deeply appreciated.
I didn’t even know you paint, Erika. I love the sailboat, the sloop, for its reflection in the water, its muffled lines that meld it with wind and wave. You’re an anchor of poet, dependable with winds of honesty in your sails. With you at the tiller, I’d love to trim your jib.
Hi Sharon,
Comments usually go for the moderator and then get posted.
Thank you.
Dear Erika, I appreciate your story, your art, your spirit–cheers!! What delicate beauty you pour into your life–making of yourself a real inspiration! Thanks!!
“From Carson I’ve learned
what’s really important.
I need him as much as he needs me
and cherish the hugs I can count on.”
This brought tears to my eyes Erika. I can relate to this very well as you know. I love the entire interview – learning about your love of parasols and your talent in the fine arts. How did I know know you painted? The piece displayed above is gorgeous. All your art reflects the sensitive, intelligent creative spirit you are. Thanks to Kathabela for her insightful portraits that cover so much in this small canvas of white. ~ Lois
Thank you, Toti, for your kind words.
The interview is as essential and delicate as her paintings…