Category: being an artist

Sloth Woman She’s green. A woman who creates a world that covers her body, that protects her and feeds her children. Made from protective qualities, like optimism, creativity, and resilience. Her skin, thick with intransigent love. The green sloth woman learns how to adapt, her outer shell evolves, she adds a durable layer of self-protection […]

“Mom, do these break?” Jack asks. “Yes, everything breaks” I say. “Is this delicate? How can this break?” Fiona asks. “If you hit it with a hammer, or if I run over it with my car it will break” I say. I tried to put only non-breakable ornaments on the tree. That’s what I told […]

“Misogynistic Oppression”, that’s what I wrote on my white terry cloth arm bands with a black sharpie yesterday. It was right before we started to kick and punch the giant torso of clay Jill set up for us. This was the second to last meeting of our Parent Artist Residency, Being Human. This week’s project […]

A Butterfly Turns into a Creepy Child Butterfly bear. Thats what happened as I worked on my Week Two Project in my Being Human Residency. The assignment was to pick an item we’ve confiscated from our children. We discussed things that were confiscated from us when we were children. I wrote about mine last week […]