March 30, 2024

Artist*

\ är′tĭst \

Definition

(noun):
1. a person who co-creates and communicates intentional, reflexive experiences with perspective.
2. a person who interacts with and processes the world primarily through aesthetic experiences, i.e. art.

*An entry from A DIY Healing Dictionary of Intrapersonal, Interpersonal, and Social Being. The dictionary is a work in progress and part of the larger DIY Ph.D. - Prefiguring Learning for the Ecocene performance.

March 30, 2024

Art*

(noun): An intentional, reflexive experience with perspective.

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March 10, 2024

song

warm, inviting, kind
and yet

hiding
probing
interrogating while
observing
in front of and behind
that invisible two-way
mirror

your panic room.

i feel this, and
hesitate.
is there space for me?
will there be,
space for me?

i could run
could call it
quits. my heart
tightens
relaxes,
then swells.

and instead i
lean in
feeling my way to your core,
behind the reflection

i try to clarify, connect
establish
deep, true
emotional
intimacy

intimacy

intimacy

taking it slow? yes
please
i agree.

taking it slow? more like
hesitation,
holding back,
at arms length.

promise of
deep, true
emotional
intimacy...?

of joy
joyful togetherness...?

never fulfilled,
thwarted.

my words
misheard
not heard
twisted
to fit the

assumptions
stories in your head
the plots drawn
from other plays
plays i know not of
am not a part of.

i reached for you because

yes,
this is a
"soul" connection
and we
could be...

could be
happy. i suspect

so, i reached for you.
deflected

i reached for you.
a crumb

i reached for you.
dodge

i reached for you.
a crumb
tasty crumb

i reached for you.
defend

i reached for you.
a crumb
soft, delicate, delicious morsel

i reached for you.
run

evade
disengage
close the door
hide...
is not freedom.
is not security.

false friends
isolating
lonely
empty,
not happy.

my bruised heart? still
open
warm
holding space

to write
a song
many songs…

March 10, 2024

it was an absolute delight to know you.

fear
hesitancy
avoidance...
yours,
leading to mine, and
my undoing.

i
am
---...

without words

i am
---...

nope, no words

weight on my chest
tightness.
fire
submerged.

i am
---...

at a loss.

March 9, 2024

don’t you need to leave by 2pm?

such an innocent question.

it’s ok, don’t worry, it’s not
your responsibility.

oh, no.
i see your face
crumple
deflate
a faintest flicker of
shame
the tiniest of wounds.

but you said you found it adorable…

i do.
and
it’s not your responsibility.

OK.

your spirit
just that little bit
flatter
my complicity
unintended.

i want to hold
your hand
give it a squeeze
hold you
to reassure,

boundaries
healthy ones luv.

it’s ok to be mindful
and
possible to care
without
being responsible.
and squeeze you
just that little bit more.

i don’t.
afraid if
i do
you’ll
jump and
run.

instead,
i smile,
hoping it’s reassuring,
and drive on.

March 7, 2024

the anxiety tango.

dancing near and
toward each
other,
holding still,
nearer,
holding,
nearer yet…
hoping
the other does
not back away.
both wondering
what patterns we may be repeating,

will this person accept me will they treat me as well as I’ll treat them will they treat me as well as i deserve will we enjoy each other’s company will they run away…

March 1, 2024

Pop!

the tea is
warm
poured
Bubble!
one
Bubbles!
two, three, four
larger
smaller
swirl
swirl
swirling
*gasp*!

Pop!

February 4, 2024

Freedom

\ frē′dəm \

(noun): the capacity to imagine how things might be elsewise, with the flexible support to try, and the hope of possibilities.

(adverb) freeing: the state of imagining possibilities; relieved of the restraints of the singular, opened to the multitudes of potentialities.

(verb) to free: 1. to imagine, illuminate, share, and explore potentialities. 2. to flexibly support, facilitate, or otherwise encourage exploring potentialities.

Often conflated with related concepts of autonomy and agency. Is social as much as personal.

*An entry from A DIY Healing Dictionary of Intrapersonal, Interpersonal, and Social Being. The dictionary is a work in progress and part of the larger DIY Ph.D. – Prefiguring Learning for the Ecocene performance.

February 4, 2024

21 questions

  1. How well do you know yourself?
  2. What are your core needs?
  3. Do you enjoy being by yourself as much as with others?
  4. What pattern(s) might I be repeating?
  5. What happens when you don't get your way?
  6. How do you handle it?
  7. What is your joy?
  8. How do you relate to the world?
  9. Process it?
  10. And interface?
  11. What would break your heart?
  12. How does someone learn about you?
  13. get to know you?
  14. Connect with you?
  15. Deeply?
  16. What do you like to talk about?
  17. How do you experience the world?
  18. What is foreplay for you?
  19. What role does conversation play in your life?
  20. How deeply do you think?
  21. Feel?
  22. How critically do you think?
  23. Feel?
  24. How do you share of yourself?
  25. Do you? (share of yourself?)
  26. How many more questions can I get away with?
  27. How many more questions until I feel like I know you?
  28. How many more questions until I feel like you know me?
  29. How many more questions until I know myself?

January 25, 2023

Time. Money. Resources. Pick (n)one.

Large poster with a black background and white text reading Would you be my friend?, all in lower case. The poster is stuck on a white horizontal stripe of a blue construction site wall/barrier. Just to the left of the vinyl poster is a metal construction fence up against the wall amd in front of a security company poster, also stuck to the wall.
would you be my friend?

I have struggled most as an artist and parent. Living on a single income, with twice the expenses, limits what I can do and where. I can only travel for research if the boy can come along, and has something to occupy him. The same goes for residencies. Otherwise, I'll be endlessly interrupted. Difficult enough for anyone doing mentally and emotionally complex work; exponentially so as a single parent with learning differences. Because I have a processing disorder (as does the boy), I need to live near where I am working/researching. I need more time, which costs money. And the cost of even occasional childcare is prohibitive, let alone regular care. Travel and compartmentalization is fragmentation, causing sanity, time, and financial problems. Again, exponentially even more so with a learning difference. This is in part why my work rejects the artificial division of life, work, family, and environment. And why my practice is integrated, so I can survive and work. Not just survive, thrive. I know, just by the demographics of people who are parents, and people with disabilities, that I am not the only one.

Yet, my refusal to compartmentalize was precisely the University's problem. And is why their pulling funding for my research after an ultimatum was such a heavy blow. It meant that in order to work I either had to accept no funding, or fragmentation. Which would impede my work, and my well-being. Not to mention cause our little family strife and distress. In essence, a policy that funding recipients "normally" (what is normal?) would be "living within committing distance of the University", whatever that means, created a situation unnecessarily untenable. And for what? Ego. Fear. So they bully, gaslight, commit perjury*; anything and everything with their power as an institution to do the wrong thing.

Because, doing the right thing is hard. Very hard. Institutions are structured to process people and standardize output. With pressure to "produce knowledge". Knowledge is not something that can be "produced". We don't make knowledge. We can't make something that already exists. Much like how Columbus "discovered" "America", to think we can is arrogant and naive. Knowledge is something we reveal, uncover, find, and often relearn. Like how to work and learn inclusively. With a production process as a metaphor, universities are destined to exclude all who can not or will not keep to the production line. Ask any factory worker how that goes. Stick to this metaphor and fail miserably at inclusion and diversity. And the contemporary University does, fail to include all. Contrary to their claims.

But what is the alternative? The forgotten, the unknown, is scary. Restructuring higher education for learning and growth, for care, has not been done. No institution in living memory has, if ever. And would take an enormous mind shift of what learning and education are for, and for whom.

And yet, there might be hope...

Critically examining every bit of what we do, how, and why is exhausting, and often not in the least bit pretty. Not-so-flattering things come to light, painful awful things that we will need time and hard work to heal. The first step? Listening deeply to the lived experiences of others, accepting that needs truly can and do differ... and that we can and should do all we can to ensure we all have what we need. I know it's daunting. And absolutely impossible in the current knowledge production model. It takes one person, and then another, and then another, and then another to stand up and insist on doing things better. To insist on care, in all aspects of our lives, especially in learning. Because learning can be a source of healing, healing the very trauma that education and universities have perpetrated, mostly unwittingly. Then we reach a tipping point. And that one brave soul, the first follower is the catalyst of the much-needed next phase in social evolution, a sustainable society. Care is the wise path forward, can we all be first followers? Yes. Yes, we can.

*I am wrestling with the question of whether I should post the evidence as part of this performance of being real. Artistically, yes. Ethically, unclear. If the goal is compassion and healing, maybe not. So, stay tuned...

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