Have been in The Work Room the past few weeks working through ideas related to my next project about being a Single Mum.
I have been looking at Mrs. Beeton's Guide to Household Management as a guide/reference, as she was also raised by a single Mum (for a period), and wrote her guide for the newly emergent middle-classes at a time when many didn't know how to navigate the very rapid changes faced with the dawn of the industrial age and the booming middle classes. Her guide
Happened to come across this bit of writing from … (eight?) years ago in the back of the sketch book I am using for my residency - it’s related to a Performance Film Installation I had created at Che Camille. The themes are particularly resonant within the context of my residency(1). I BLEED.
7000 years ago the ancient Sumerian myth “Innana’s decent into the Underworld” was scribed. In this the goddess Innana descends into the underworld only to resurrect three days later
When I think of the archetypal Mother I think of a weight, a force, a womb, rooted, I think of the earth and the soil.
Today I came to the realisation that being a womb for your child extends beyond the pregnancy and into the life. I cocoon, I shield I am weighted to be a ballast for my son’s stormy seas and as climbing frame. I walked on my toes till I was 18 -many can attest to that fact - it wasn't that I couldn’t walk on flat feet but that I was always ‘perched’ for