Emancipating Boundaries
can you help me shed your imposition of sympathy that i hold under my skin
this soft memory has come back to claim me with a sharpness
standing in opposition to the shield
i remain whole behind my reconstructed walls
we have found each other once again
us.
it is within this finding that I am reminded of the loss
time remains an emancipating boundary
this infinite fluid continues to tempt my thirst
i am insatiable and drowning in the seduction
craving balance
Harvesting for Transformation
I have been underwater, a place i go to decompress after an intense excursion of energy. This womb assimilation process is like a drug. It is seductive and heavy. It saturates your senses and floats in disconnection mode...it is hard to bring it all back to Earth. I feel like i have to throw an anchor to land and just pull it in, wherever it may come to shore is where I begin/continue.
Emancipating Boundaries!!!!!!!!! My MFAIA Graduate group show in Port Townsend was so satisfying in so many ways. It was the closing ritual of a chapter in my life that is connected to academia in a very codependent way. I despise the idea of an "institution of higher learning" but i use it non the less as a mile marking tool, tracking the different levels of social communications that my life and creative work have lead me to.
I feel ready to complete my contract with this country, academia and all. I want to begin to use resources and energetic support from a more developed and culturally advanced society. I am not speaking of chasing a fantasy that incorporates a romantic collective version of utopia, but i am speaking about living the "true" life that supports my reality and life mission. This does not exist for me in this Western dominated society.
The performance/installation work i did to represent me(as a whole creative being)for this chapter closing ceremony, was about the cloth. The weaving together of stories that have been passed down though the cloth. All of these stories mix in my blood and become a part of my DNA. This is only one story about a piece of star dust that accumulated enough of it's own fabric to tell new stories. These stories transcend the experience in the body and even the connection this body has to the planet Earth.
