For some reason, as my hot flush started taking over this fine ass bod, I thought about the update I have been pondering on but haven’t got around to publishing …
So here I am :)
So, I’ve started packing up the house. I’m an anal fucker like that. But after the feng shui got disturbed with the partners dodgy agreement with the landlord, and although we’ve declined his white priveleged offer … there could be repercussions.
White privledge doesn’t like to be offended.
Oh, and the other reason I’ve started packing is I got shit to do and aint got time for packing in the next month or two.
Moko number #6 is due toward the end of August so I’ve planned on hanging out for a month. Cos thats what Nannys do ;)
By October though she’s on like donkey kong.
Well, for Me anyways.
I got like 4 more personal goals I want to meet before the end of the year. And the collaborative exhibition is in November.
This should be a doozy!
For Me, the process in preparing for it has been similar to the last … but my work has changed abit … which is also normal I’ve come to realise.
It’s all cathartic … it’s all a process …. its all processing.
I’ll be returning to my ‘protesty’ art lol. It’s what I started painting with. As in, I started painting because I had no words to explain the horror I felt as I learnt about our history. Our real history.
Honestly … the pain is horrific … and quite encumbersome. Painting was the only relief I could find.
So this time, our collaborative exhibition is based on the myths related to domestic violence. Completely my jam …
And as I started to try and get my head around what to paint, something completely different happened … as it does. You would have caught little snippets of it throughout the year and my painting related posts.
So this year, I’m addressing the whitewashing of our culture and our position as ‘women’ … of the reverse racism and the result of colonisation that sees Us now at the top of every violent, addict and victim statistic that is presented to Us via government and social justice groups.
As you can imagine … it’s caused a bit of angst ;)
But it’s been good. It’s brought another wave to the story.
In and amongst all this, I’m also going to respond to my daughters father, who was my first ‘grown up’ experience of ‘relationship’ violence. Not actually sure if it’s grown-up violence considering I was 15 … but oh well, there it is.
In the shitfest that was the rest of my life lol, I’m not sure that I ever really got to respond to / about him. I grew up and it turned out there were way worse things in store for Me than being beaten about the head with a telephone book.
But yeah …
So, I’ll continue to pop into my awesome blog and update randomly and have a giz around … catchup with the blog world happenings and post random posts and poetry about sexual assault, violence, racism and casual sexism … the usuals ;)
Love and light to All y’all xoxo
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