There dont seem to be enough words to fill twitter,facebook and personal blogs and have left-overs for writing a book or two.However this is the way it must be done in these logorrhoea filled, modern times.
It is a good thing I make art as well, to fill the gaps in the spectrum.
I’ve been into words and ‘odd stuff’ as long as I can remember, although mainstream society put more than a few dampers on my creative expressions; guess I just wasn’t fitting into the spaces correctly, and was too loud to fall between the gaps.
Many years later I have the mainstream, middle-aged mantle of job and mortgage, but also seemed to have found a certain personal freedom where I can write what I want and make the sculptures I like.
I have had to sacrifice relationships for this, and my financial situation is a constant anxiety, but generally, it feels worth it.
It is, of course, possible, that the oddness I encapsulated 30 odd years ago is now pretty tame?
So, as a tame and not necessarily tamed old lady, I will introduce myself.
I’ll leave tidbits and remnants of me here so you can construct your own construct of my construct.
Let the circus begin!