35mm film photograph printed on crystal archive lustre paper 8×8”
framed 10×10”, poem and signature, water based black ink. 1/1
from the installation entitled, FANTASIES OF DOMESTICATION
when you fall in love, your body reverts back to the innate desires that humans and swans and anyone who mates for life have always had. you want to find comfort in each other every night; you want to be a listener and a friend: to be everything they need so they never have to leave. you want to cook for them and clean tor them and to bo desired by them. and because everyone says it is healthy, you teach yourself to allow space outside of each other.
for me, it is easy to live life in reference to him. sometimes i have to remind myself to think of myself first instead.
i have never wanted to be great. i have always craved the quiet and mundane. therefore, i found a man who lights up the room so that when i don’t feel like it, i don’t have to. but he encourages my light and my art and my humor and he forces me to be the best version i can be.
i have always made art out of everything i do. when falling in love, i wrote poetry about it. every valentine i have ever made him belongs in a museum. i learned to cook for a man and now it is one of my own greatest passions. the dinners i cook for him have become my newest medium.
i am so obsessed with where being his wife will take my art.
35mm film photograph printed on crystal archive lustre paper 8×8”
framed 10×10”, poem and signature, water based black ink. 1/1
from the installation entitled, FANTASIES OF DOMESTICATION
when you fall in love, your body reverts back to the innate desires that humans and swans and anyone who mates for life have always had. you want to find comfort in each other every night; you want to be a listener and a friend: to be everything they need so they never have to leave. you want to cook for them and clean tor them and to bo desired by them. and because everyone says it is healthy, you teach yourself to allow space outside of each other.
for me, it is easy to live life in reference to him. sometimes i have to remind myself to think of myself first instead.
i have never wanted to be great. i have always craved the quiet and mundane. therefore, i found a man who lights up the room so that when i don’t feel like it, i don’t have to. but he encourages my light and my art and my humor and he forces me to be the best version i can be.
i have always made art out of everything i do. when falling in love, i wrote poetry about it. every valentine i have ever made him belongs in a museum. i learned to cook for a man and now it is one of my own greatest passions. the dinners i cook for him have become my newest medium.
i am so obsessed with where being his wife will take my art.
