I did not make it to NYC for the trip. But ! I did happen to spend a lovely weekend with my sister and mother in MA. My mom, Becky, just recently moved to Wareham MA from North Jersey, and absolutely loves it.
I love being with my mom and sister. We are this unstoppable, fearless force. They are my rock and understand me in such a way that I don't think anyone else does.
We all identify with each other in the weirdest ways. I know it's the genes. I also know that my relationship with my family isn't that rare. It something so many people can understand and relate to. I don't get to see either of them enough, but every time I do I gain this incredible fuel. It's like I am recharged, ready to go and do and make.
I don't mean to sound cheesy, but my mom and sister are incredibly inspirational to me. The three of us are very strong, independent women and I think in there lies the feminine aesthetic I am so drawn to as a woman. A lot has happened to us in these past years, but we have always stuck together, pushing through and never giving up when times got hard.
Perhaps it is a little self indulgent to hear me talk about my mom and my sister as people who inspire me, but I can't help it right now. If I could grow up to be the person that my mom is, that is all that will make me happy in my life. I want to be that strong, that determined and brave. One of my favorite pictures of her is this:
She was my age in this picture, maybe a little younger. In the 1970s, and no, shes not picking her nose. She touches her face when she's thinking, or when she's tired. I do the same thing, so does Emma.
Emma enjoys the simpler things in life. It doesn't take much to make her happy. She likes good food, being outside, the sweetest candy in massive amounts, photography, and reading.
My art work I think is representative of them. I am not afraid of being playful, or pointless with my work. I enjoy the simple moments in art. The parts that make your head cock to the side, and say "hmm, cool?"
I owe my bravery to my mom, and my joke's to Emma.
ANYWAY! we went to Provincetown MA! which, by the way, isthecoolestplaceever. Everyone should go. all the time.
I am satisfied when I am around people I love in a beautiful place. This place was crawling with the friendliest people walking their dogs, making their hommade icecream and just enjoying their life in the most carefree way. There were about 20 galleries all next to each other. Here's some of my favorite stuff I saw:
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I was chatting with the friendly lady who ran this gallery, she said these ceramic pieces were intended to be lanterns.
There was a lot of found object art I saw there.
The consensus is: I LOVE NEW ENGLAND!
my mom recently moved away from this area to ohio, so this hits home with me. not a lot of people i have known have been able to associate with their moms or family even in such a way as this, but there's something amazing about them being so far away too. it's like the distance makes your memory of them even stronger and the longing unveils itself in the work you do almost effortlessly.
ReplyDeleteI don't think it sounds cheesy to feel like your mom and sister are inspiring to you. The spirit and will of the people around us can be very inspiring.
ReplyDeleteThere is a strength in the way you describe their characters that is evident in what you seek in your art.
I love this post, because I love your love. When you talk about your mom and sister, your face takes on this total unique glow haze memory-think tank appearance. I like it, a lot. And I can see why they inspire you - they're strong women, unique people, quirky, and strong and supportive of you. Everyone needs that, in one way or another (self friends significant others family etc) and I'm so glad that they provide that for you. Support in art or on a base level makes things feel within a comfort zone that lets up open up to new things or to try and do, to really truly be ourselves because it's okay. And I'm grateful for them, because of you.
ReplyDeleteTAKE THAT FOR CHEESE!
Anyways. I love that town. I think I told you that I've been there before, but I absolutely love it. It reminds me of a more New England-ish version of Frederick, but different and unique enough in it's own right. I want to go on art-trips with you. A lot of them, actually. We should sometime. Dare you to ask me about this irl. !
Anyways. That metal piece of the figure in common-looking metal materials screams you, for some reason, to me. Or, at least, what I know you like to look at and are intrigued by. She's ingenious in a way - and somewhere within our range of skills and abilities in metals or otherwise - and somehow just out of reach in terms of make-ability. Sort of like an aspiration, or thought and inquiry as to how is this made. Also, and maybe first and foremost, she's got this real pizzazz personality.
She be bangin'.
Anyways, that's what I think. Like the post, love.
Totes look just like yr mom there. Okay, anyways.
PEACE OUT BATCHESSZZzzZZz!