“There is special place in Hell for women who do not help other women.”
Madeleine Albright’s opinion has been running around in my brain this summer. With my new body of work, I am acutely conscious of questioning how I may contribute to helping my race in this short and blessed lifetime. I need my work to reveal and be charged with more honest, interesting and magnetic energy. I will be a woman who navigates to a new height amongst the majority of men in the art world. It is the honest truth that this is a new competitive drive in me. If that is what it takes for me to make the work which is inside of me anyway, so be it. I am just seeing the signs everywhere that I must and will move forward with a rhythm that beats to the spiritual drum of Mother Divine & Mother Earth. This is who I believe truly needs to be heard if our world is to survive. I look at God as a Goddess and I want her to tell me what to do.
I read the cover of the New York times all last week and started to cry. The news was tragically sad and I pictured women’s faces on top of these crazy ass political leaders, oppressors, megalomaniacs, rapists and murderers. I would not be reading the same news if the female spirit was in charge. It is the plain truth but unfortunately it is not the reality.
What do I do to not cut and paste corrections in my imagination but actually deeply move something with my blessing as a visual artist? How do I not ignore what is going on in the world while using my tool as an artist? My work might just change completely.