Identity Tapestry at the Marjorie Barrick Museum
I am pleased to announce that The Marjorie Barrick Museum in Las Vegas has commissioned Identity Tapestry #12 as part of a community initiative in Healing Through Art in the wake of the shooting there. It will be on display in the West Gallery from February 2 – May 12, 2018. From there it becomes part of the permanent collection.
I will also be speaking in an artist panel on “Art with Social Purpose” hosted by Nevada Humanities on May 4th, 7PM at The Writers Block in downtown Las Vegas.
I have been happy to prove to myself, with this third installation in a museum since I became so ill with CFS/ME that I am now in a specialized wheelchair outside the house, that I can still work productively as an artist. This has been thanks to the support of friends, family and assistants.
Almost ten years ago now my process and my work went through a serious change with pregnancy and the birth of my daughter. There were “limitations” that made me use different materials and ways of working, and they prompted the shift to Particaptory Installation. That work has lifted my art and my career as an artist.
This is another shift, and it is already teaching me a lot that I can put into my work and practice. I fully expect it will continue to lift my work.
New Experiences, New Material
This photo represents one of the first bright spots in my new life as a disabled person (with ME/CFS). Last weekend was the first time in nearly five months I’ve been really able to move around outside the house, thanks to finally getting a power chair that supports my neck and torso. We went to Disneyland for my daughter’s birthday wish, and we did it to the nines.
I’ve been working on the next two installations (for the Contemporary Jewish Museum and the San Jose Museum of Quilts and Textiles), with the assistance of friends. I know I will need to hire assistants for new projects, but I’m still feeling freshly vulnerable in this state and I need to adjust. Also, while I love inviting strangers into certain phases of my process, I’m very picky about who I let into other parts of my process. Thankfully I have amazing people around me.
With my current condition, half the people get better within two years, and most of the rest never do. I made the mistake of waiting a year for my back to get better nine years ago, and until my muscles stopped working (and compressing my spinal nerve), it never did. I am thankful to be out of that level of constant pain, though I know I would trade back the pain for mobility in a heartbeat.
So… I am not wasting time now. My art is moving on, and I have a fire under me to make new work about this experience. I am very aware that disabled or not, I am very fortunate. I have good insurance, my husband’s job supports us, freeing me to do my art without the constraints of whether it will sell or needing another job to support it. We have enough money that my condition is not bankrupting us and I was able to buy the expensive chair that allows me to. I have supportive friends, an education, the tools to self-advocate, and so much more. But this has thrown into relief how if this is so hard for me, how much harder it must be for most people.
After my recent experience of traveling with a wheelchair, the systemic lack of consideration and ability to do simple things like take a cab with any reliability, get on a plane you were assured you could take your chair on, or arrive with that all-important chair in one piece have given me fire to push for awareness.
I knew I had been thinking about a piece on Access for a while, but I didn’t realize it had been this long! June 2013! Usually with something that scale and cost it really helps me to know it will have a space to show first, but I don’t care anymore. I will build it, and I will find it places to show. As soon as the next two installations are wrapped, this is my next project. I have been thinking about it on and off this whole time, and developing it, but now I have new first hand experience of being confined to home and wheelchair to add.
All that said, this new piece isn’t only about disabled access, it’s about all kinds of invisible access- financial, educational, social, racial, cultural, linguistic, etc. It is about making people aware of what they can do without even having to think about it, and where others are barring and struggling to get in.
Natural Dyeing for Sukkah Project
I’ve been invited to inhabit the Sukkah at the Contemporary Jewish Museum (San Francisco) on October 8th for one day of the holiday of Sukkot. They invited six artists to each take a day to create an open studio or installation project inside the frame of the Sukkah. I decided to take the opportunity to do a new Participatory Installation piece within that frame entitled Refuge of Leaves.
Process
These are photos of the dyeing process for this new project. These are the first three batches, using pomegranate dye, rhubarb dye and artichoke dye. Each dye changes depending on if I scour the paper first, or if I add a mordant, or if I add iron. I did every combination on four kinds of paper to get a wider variety.
As I’m going, I allow the paper to show some marks- wrinkles, the mark of the iron, irregularities, etc. Showing their history, that they have been through something, a difficult process that may even damage them seemed like a perfect parallel to individuals seeking refuge, to people who had a story to tell.
About the Piece
Traditionally a Sukkah is a symbolic ritual space of refuge in the wilderness created for the holiday of Sukkot in the Jewish faith and tradition. “Refuge of Leaves” creates a Sukkah as a space for reflection where people from many backgrounds can reflect on and share their personal experiences of refuge from “wildernesses”, whether physical or metaphorical. As a Sukkah it symbolizes a liminal space of safety within the wilderness between worlds.
I followed traditional aspects of the Sukkah in using natural plant-based materials in the form of a variety of papers from different places and times, including papyrus as well as paper that could be put through a modern printer. These are for participants to write responses to their choice of prompts on the subject of refuge. I am hand-dyeing the papers with natural dyes to mimic the color range of plants one might build a traditional sukkah from. The dyeing processes also makes each piece of paper individual in color and texture, just like the people writing their responses.
The word “leaves” in the title functions in a number of ways. The individual leaves of paper in a larger book, the plant leaves that form a traditional Sukkah, and the nature of a this kind of refuge as a temporary shelter (not a home) that eventually requires one to leave. The structure is very literally a refuge made of leaves that each participant leaves behind.
As part of this project I will be there from 10AM until 4PM to discuss my work and facilitate the process. Please join me.
Overcoming Challenges
It has been a while. I have two pieces going up in museums shortly, and there will be another post for that, but I wanted to tell you what has happened to me recently.
For the past four months (since May 20th) I have been pretty much incapacitated. It started as suddenly feeling odd, tired and wrong at Maker Fair (while hydrated, fed, cooled and well slept). By the time I got to the car I was too weak and tired to move my arms without effort. There were many tests, and for over two months, no consensus on what was wrong. As a woman with a hard to diagnose medical problem (a group classically ignored and patronized by doctors), one doctor told me it must be psychosomatic (though thankfully he was only one out of six and the others did take me seriously). It turned out to be CFS/ME, a condition that many derided as not real. Thankfully Stanford finally developed a blood test that shows it is in fact a real thing and published just this July, and NIH has begun taking it seriously with research and funding the last two years.
So… even typing while lying in bed with my head propped has been difficult. Holding my head up has been a effort that left me sore like an intense workout (and as a competitive gymnast, 15-year martial artist and circus person I know what that feels like). I was not sleepy ever- my mind was fully awake, but my body could do almost nothing. It turns out this probably started over a year ago when I had a severe virus that sent me to the ER for _four_ bags of saline. They told me I was lucky to be alive, and I haven’t felt quite right since, with random bouts of weakness.
With this going on I have not been actively looking for shows and commissions, but when the Contemporary Jewish Museum asked me to do an installation I could not turn that down. I also kept with the other museum show at the San Jose Quilt and Textile Museum I was already signed up for because I knew I could do it with assistance. And I am. I will be there with my art even if I am in a wheelchair, and my art will not suffer for it.
For a while there was no sense of any time recovery might happen (if at all), but for nearly three weeks now I have been on an experimental antiviral treatment that seems to be helping, so fingers crossed. Not knowing was very hard, but today I am hopeful. If nothing else the experience gives me more empathy for those in similar situations. In good news, my back hasn’t been in pain every day for the first time in nearly nine years! Apparently the muscles are too tired to tense enough to squash the ruptured disk. Little victories.
Between the Lines (experience exchange)
Here are the pictures from Between the Lines (experience exchange) at College of the Redwoods. The piece has already moved from the library at the Eureka campus to another campus for the next two weeks. Sadly when I install a participatory work and then leave it I don’t get to see it fill up with responses, nor do I get to photograph later responses myself. Here are some of my images from Between the Lines (experience exchange) before I left.
To recap the action: Each participant responds to a personal question related to experiences in the book (Between the World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates). They write their response on one of the 600 individually painted Pages. They then drop their response in the box and take someone else’s response to hang in the frame they feel it belongs in.
The images below are the subjects for the Frames. Each one is two sides of a major theme in Coates’ book. Because I was told that some of the students (and certainly the public) would not have yet read the book I had to make certain things differently than if they had. For example, one of the major themes of the book is “The Dream”, which might sound positive if you haven’t read the book, except in context it is an almost fictional, fenced-in privileged world built on oppression which other people are excluded from, the false promise of which which keeps people from addressing the systemic problems. Since people wouldn’t know that, I used “Privilege” instead. I also put quotations from the book around each major theme to contextualize it.
Here are some of the experiences which were exchanged…
At College of the Redwoods
Today Between the Lines (experience exchange) went up with the help of the head of the Black Student Union and the Professor heading the Book of the Year project. There are always hiccups, but now it looks exactly as it did in my mind and even though the official opening isn’t until Thursday it already had some participation.Some of the students who will get to participate are taking correspondence courses from prison, and I’m so glad I was able to get something of the piece to them, because having a place for their stories to be told is important.
My interview for the local NPR member station is here. It doesn’t have the image and specific link yet, but it is the Feb, 21 one.
The piece works much like Scales did. Participants write a response to a writing prompt on a hand-painted paper and exchange it for someone else’s. Then they read that person’s response and tie it to the frame which they feel it belongs most to (Repression, Expression, Privilege, Opportunity, Love, Hate (fear), Resistance, Compliance, Accepted, Suspected, Hardness, and Openness). Being asked to place it not only gets them to read someone else’s experience, but it also gets them to think about it in the context of the themes in the book.
I wrestled a lot with the themes and questions. I had to tailor the themes and questions for people who might not have read the book yet (half the students read it in the second semester), and also to make it approachable. So much of what is wrong with the world that we need to change is things we cannot bring ourselves to engage with. My job is to engage people, so I find myself walking the line of bringing up difficult issues in such a way that people can approach at their own speed, even in a way that seems fun and colorful.
I’ll show more about this new work later when I have more pictures of participation, but tonight I’m thinking about the screening of 13th at the college and the thoughtful, powerful discussion moderated by the Black Student Union afterwards. The students I have met here have been wonderful and I am honored to be here.
in-process on “Between the Lines (Experience Exchange)”
These are the first set of “pages” for participants in Between the Lines (Experience Exchange) to write on. The materials are translucent acrylics on vellum with bookbinding thread sewn into the tops to tie them into the structure.
The piece was commissioned by the College of the Redwoods for their annual Book of the Year celebration. This year’s book is Between the World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates.
The structure of the piece is a large sculpture created a s a physical framing of some of the book’s core concepts (I saw them, but also based on interviews with the author, reviews, and discussions with other people). The questions also derive from the book, and will ask participants to respond with their own related experiences.
