“and either I’m nobody, or I’m a nation”- Derek Walcott
It is rare that you come across an artist who can speak so eloquently about what it means to live that their work gives you that moment of stillness, that moment where you recognize yourself outside of your Self. I chose to create this blog to get my ideas out of my head, to let them float around somewhere else, in the hopes that somewhere down the line, in two years or twenty, I will be able to write a few words, or create an object or performance, that will effect someone else as deeply as Walcott’s poetry has effected me. Here, you can expect to find bits and pieces of my own work, but, perhaps more importantly, you will find what I am struggling with, what I love, and what I am discovering for the first time. Femme Couteau (“woman knife”) is a nod to Louise Bourgeois and the pioneers of feminist art who, I believe, are sometimes too quickly written off in our “post-feminist” age. Here I will be the “woman knife”—the contradiction, the ambivalence, and the ambiguity.
