Naive Midwifery [my]

DSC063482018, found and personal objects.

In this work I have painted my own incubation of the ideals of womanhood adopted from my community. In my early childhood I gladly played fantasies of adulthood and thought of being ‘woman’ like a place you go. It was a  country that I hadn’t visited but would suddenly arrive transformed. The individual I was certainly would vanish, then assuming the body of cook, nurse, mother. Pregnant I would be my own midwife. I would be a junk drawer; a collector of useful things and be prepared always. Woman as consumer and consumable. My power would lie in being necessary like food. Now old enough to be called a woman I find this form still haunts me.

Work can also be viewed at Not Marmalade//Off Center