I’m finding it difficult to categorize things into medium or project. As of late, I’ve been looking at my life as a series of practices. I’m practicing being a mother. I’m practicing talking about race. I’m practicing working with Grief. In practicing, there will be mistakes and failures. A colleague recently questioned whether “failure” was the end and offered another word, “evolve” as the action that takes us back to the beginning. How one evolves from the practice of life, is where I’m at.
My work is grounded in my personal experience and what I have come to understand as a collective experience. To be expanded upon some day.