a space for care and for vulnerability
This blog is dedicated to anyone who is both in ruins and still under construction. (Lisa Robertson, R’s Boat)
To anyone interested in whatever mobilizes and rescues the body. (Lisa Robertson, R’s Boat)
To those who cry at nothing and cry most of the time. (Charlotte Perkins, The Yellow Wallpaper)
To those who have learned to take harassment as a part of life. (Rebecca Solnit, Whose Story Is This?)
To those who are a little afraid of John. (Charlotte Perkins, The Yellow Wallpaper)
I’m not entirely sure where to begin, but over the past few years, I have collected data from my body, personal experiences, historical stories, facts, and contemporary theories. I have been researching ways in which trauma, feminism, and mental illness are hidden.
I have been making art with this research to try and take up a tangible, visible, and physical space for these conversations, but I’m slowly learning that the art world is filled with its own capitalistic and patriarchal structures, which I am becoming exhausted in trying to fight.
And so, here we are.
I am not a physician. I am not a psychiatrist. I am not a scientist. I am a woman, with a woman’s body, that has been poked at and examined by men, for far too long.
I want to make a few points clear before I begin:
This isn’t a blog born from anger toward men. I know many men who follow roads of care and empathy… my therapist is one of them.
I am privileged enough to be able and allowed to write these words and create this site.
I am writing about my experience, and the things that have happened to me, but this is not to say that these things happen to everyone.
Ultimately, I hope to create a space for care and self-care.
I hope to create a space for me.
I hope to create a space for you.
I hope to create a space for anyone who feels like they don’t belong anywhere.
I hope to create a space that can be used as a shelter, and although it may not be a safe space, as those can be subjective to one's experiences, but I hope it can be a brave space, a space where vulnerability is seen as a strength.
By sharing my experiences, and exploring those who have lived before me, and those who live beside me, I hope to create a space where we can shed light and discuss our pains, traumas, and the things that aren’t given enough attention.
I look forward to spending time in this space for care and vulnerability, along side with you.
All my love,