You can fuck who you want, you can work from home, but what can an artist do?
I took a year’s hiatus from the art world, trying to figure some things out. Seems as reasonable to shut down the studio, stop making salable works, stop showing, stop taking calls, assignments, commissions, things with money attached to them, as it got down to it, it turned out-- as if to be an artist at all, in the first place, a woman, were a reasonable thing; as if effectively changing the language didn't absolutely require a near pathological
Life, Comma, Time, Fitness