rI started this residency officially on October 4th, the day of a surgery for me. I first heard of it 2 (ish) years ago when attending a forum on parenting in the Arts, Lenka Clayton was one of the panelists.
I've wanted to be an artist since I recall having cognitive desires. It was always for me. A daydreamer. Lolligagger. Dragged my feet everywhere looking at everything. Wandering with wonder. Staring out the window at snow, sun, rain for what seemed like hours. Always on board to toil away the time with crayons and pencils and thoughts. So many thoughts. Nothing is only what it is. Everything has potential to be so much more.
I still believe that. Through a lifetime of droids trying their best efforts to brainwash me into practicality, I won. I won when I became pregnant and something switched. I'll be damned if I give my life over to this little person as an imposter. It was time. I couldn't shake it. Art was calling me home. Nine years later and the fires are fanned frequently. I'm on a roll. Art and Motherhood are my two passions, I love them both unendingly and inseparably. This residency is allowing me to communicate aesthetically and with direction an immensely powerful, complicated, fantastically magic journey of the intertwined existence of Motherhood and Artisthood... Thank you Lenka!