Love this! I, too, wrote teen journals in a rural Maryland bedroom, fern wallpaper, gingham this and that. I found those journals last week and OMG the cringe! I'd love to throw them out but it seems cruel to my sad, sappy child self. I live very near Cornell and my designer son lives in Baltimore (and taught at MICA). Small, strange world! Your art looks fascinating, I'll be looking more closely. Love the green light - I could use one right about now.🚦
What a beautiful piece of writing to read. When I read "Once I got married, I would reach for my partner’s hand to tether myself while I slid into the unconscious." I thought, "How lucky for her. That was not my experience." But alas, it was too good to be true. The back and forth from relief to frustration kept me reading. Thanks for another thought provoking piece and for inspiring me to keep writing about the many important moments that shape our lives.
Reading this brought tears to my eyes. So beautifully written. I experienced so much of this same self-silencing for others, that as I read along, I had to remind myself to breathe. I'm on the cusp of making writing THE priority in life in a big way like you did with your art and writing, and this essay is a bolt of lightening to my inspiration.
Love this! I, too, wrote teen journals in a rural Maryland bedroom, fern wallpaper, gingham this and that. I found those journals last week and OMG the cringe! I'd love to throw them out but it seems cruel to my sad, sappy child self. I live very near Cornell and my designer son lives in Baltimore (and taught at MICA). Small, strange world! Your art looks fascinating, I'll be looking more closely. Love the green light - I could use one right about now.🚦
What a beautiful piece of writing to read. When I read "Once I got married, I would reach for my partner’s hand to tether myself while I slid into the unconscious." I thought, "How lucky for her. That was not my experience." But alas, it was too good to be true. The back and forth from relief to frustration kept me reading. Thanks for another thought provoking piece and for inspiring me to keep writing about the many important moments that shape our lives.
Reading this brought tears to my eyes. So beautifully written. I experienced so much of this same self-silencing for others, that as I read along, I had to remind myself to breathe. I'm on the cusp of making writing THE priority in life in a big way like you did with your art and writing, and this essay is a bolt of lightening to my inspiration.