Keeping it real, being simple

Keeping it real, being simple

Renew My State of Mind

Maybe it was the first call of the new wood pigeons I have inherited, or the first day since "the incident" that I have got my groove back. What ever it is, I feel I have a lot of pent up ideas, feelings and stresses/opinions to release. So here I go, follow me through my renewal and what I feel is the birth of the next chapter a new life. This life I am wiser, and focused on what I want.




Tuesday, March 2, 2010

My work is based on my experiences in a domestic world. The medium I use varies depending on the visual record that best corresponds with my current subject matter. I have used photography to document the meals that I have created for my family. Endurance performance art enables me to show the physical struggles of nurturing my family.

Through these works I am exploring my identity as a mother a wife and as a woman. The role I perform has been rooted in me from my mother and grandmother. The way I interact with my own family is a product of past traditions and recreating them to function in contemporary society. For example game night no longer involves charades; rather it is movie watching and playing video games.

My current work deals with gendered spaces. I worked with the floor plan of my own home. The blue and pink fields indicate the male and female use of the space. By creating a rug, I am taking a common domestic object and using it as a foundation medium to show my current domestic role. Traditionally I have always known a welcome rug to be the first material encountered when I have entered any of my homes, thus it becomes my foundation for which to recreate my role.

The physical action of rug hooking interested me as it slows down time, the process of cutting wool and hooking it onto the mesh frame is slow and intricate, making me conscious of my movements especially that on my hands in relation to the high speed technological world that continues at normal speed around me. I am interested in assuming the role of my mother and grandmother spending countless hours in my family room. Passing time in a quiet manner, yet still being productive. This time has made it possible to withdraw from the outside world and be nestled in my safe environment. This is significant as it brings my past and presence into one space.

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Any day of the week I have wild and crazy thoughts and images pop into my head, they spin around for hours. Some are good and some are great, others just fall apart. This is where I can start to store my entagled brain, and hopefully build a logical place - my own tabloid magazine.

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Two Thousand and Ten, marks my time line in bold letters. I have the oportunity to shift my direction and become who and whatever I want. I spent the first two months of this year in a cacoon state, but woke up today (late) and suddenly realized that This is it, this is my new beginning.
Oddly I knew this was coming, I had amounted many ideas into my mind, but something stopped them from being caged.
This morning I awoke to the sound of wood pigeons, the first of the year. The first in my new home. Hopefully I can stay here long enough to make friends with them, see their babys grow and meet my own off spring. This is where my life begins. I sweep all of you negative thoughts, bullying people and users away. I don't want you or need you.
For the first time in my life, I can do it all, and although I may ask for help, don't be suprised if when you offer it with out my asking you just receive a polite smile.