tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64315158670088182252024-03-13T10:14:25.823-07:00the MAMA projectEmilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-48556142019984413892017-04-26T14:48:00.001-07:002017-04-26T15:19:22.753-07:00Painting in the StudioThat music is my cousin Starry's band, Solarminds. Nice music for working!<br />
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<i><b>The MAMA Project opens for viewing at the Deer Lake Gallery in only three weeks! </b></i></div>
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In unexpected news, I have finally joined the Instagram world, and would be happy to make more connections there: <a href="https://www.instagram.com/emilyvanartist/">emilyvanartist</a></div>
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<br />Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-31727677874302795322017-01-11T18:39:00.003-08:002017-01-11T18:39:53.351-08:00MAMA 2017 Trailer 1As I mentioned earlier, I'm putting together a new iteration of the MAMA Project for the Deer Lake Gallery in Burnaby. The opening and performance will be May 13, 2017.<br />
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I thought it would be nice to share some of the audio that will be a part of the new installation. As a reminder, these are all anonymous mothers I interviewed on the topic of mothering and being mothered. In fact none of the voices you'll hear in the trailers correspond to mothers you'll see painted in these videos - which is the point of the MAMA Project. Our stories belong to us collectively, and what one mother experiences affects us all. The diversity of our experience and practice as mothers is the web with which we hold each generation. It's the nest that humanity grows up in. So it's important to recognize ourselves and the importance of the work we do. <br />
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<br />Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-89814376620827338042016-11-15T11:18:00.000-08:002016-11-15T11:18:15.109-08:00waking up...The MAMA Project has been hibernating for a few years, sticking its nose into my dreams once in a while and reminding me it had value. So I'm bringing it out again! Deer Lake Gallery has offered me a showing for it next year, and I was happy to accept. More details to come as I sort out what this new installation will be like.<br />
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The thing is, the importance of motherhood to the world is and always was enormous. We not only create the world our children will inherit, but in raising them we influence the future of everything. Let's make this the world we truly want for our children!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-14907466199678196142013-05-12T18:13:00.002-07:002013-05-12T18:13:31.585-07:00In Case Mothers Day is Hard for You - by Jen LemenI am copying this over from Hopeful World .org<br />
This rings so true for me; I am blessed to have not only a wonderful relationship with my own mother, but also with my children -- and yet I have many around me for whom this is not the case. Mothering -- and Mothers' Day -- is about feeling our feelings and living not despite but because of the multifaceted people we are. It's about being real, and this beautiful post sure speaks to that! Thank you, Jen Lemen, for your wonderful writing.<br />
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Let’s be real. Mother’s Day can completely blow sometimes.<br />
You want to be cheerful. You want to be with the program. But some
years there are all these little points of pain that will not go away.<br />
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The baby you never had.<br />
The one you gave up.<br />
The kid you lost to something bigger than you.<br />
The child that slipped away before you ever held her.<br />
The one that was never born.<br />
The one you worry you’re failing.<br />
The one that failed you.<br />
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The mother who’s so close and yet so far.<br />
The one you loved so much who couldn’t love you back.<br />
The one you could never love because it hurt too much.<br />
The one you lost too soon.<br />
The one who is slipping away.<br />
The one you can never please.<br />
The one you wish you could live up to.<br />
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There are no cards to honor these children or these mothers. There
are no holidays to contain all the parts of you that fall outside the
lines of generally understood sorrow or celebration.<br />
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But there is this moment, this incredible moment, where you can feel
it all. Where for once you can’t stuff it down or forget it. Where you
have to be with it, because it is not going away.<br />
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And here, my friends, is where <strong>something important happens</strong>. This is where <strong>we connect</strong>, where we understand we are frail, where we are human. Where we see in new ways what life means. Where we are issued <strong>a compelling and persistent invitation</strong>
to mother ourselves. To cut ourselves the breaks we didn’t get. To ask
for the help we always needed. To let tears come and say, This is how it
is. I’ll ask in this one tiny moment, for <strong>the courage I need to let everything just be</strong>.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-40163423710153256482013-01-11T15:57:00.002-08:002013-01-11T15:57:34.346-08:00ThoughtsIn my work creating and touring the MAMA Project, I’ve had the
opportunity to interview, paint, and speak with hundreds of
mothers about the significance of our role, and the importance of
our awareness of that significance. I have spoken with mothers,
grandmothers and great-grandmothers of many varied descriptions. I
have recorded countless hours of their memories, fears, and
dreams; have held them while they cried and have laughed with them
until our jaws ached. I’ve had my own mothering validated in the
knowledge that the wisdom and regrets we share as mothers are
somehow beyond words, but also in the absolute certainty that our
knowledge must be shared. <br />
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So in reaching for that sharing space; in attempting to support
each other and - even more difficult - to be supported, ourselves,
we talk about EVERYTHING. Yes of course I mean EVERYTHING: pee,
poop, menstrual woes and accidents, the intricate details of rash
pustules, infestations, and abnormalities on our children’s (and
husbands’!) bodies, the things we think are hilarious and the
things that bring us unfathomable horror. We share these things
because it’s in the sharing of these things that we learn to
mother. And because these conversations are like study groups for
working through the memories from our own first mothering courses:
our being mothered, ourselves. And grand-mothered. And somewhere
in the sharing we usually are reminded that we are the
grandmothers, ourselves; that our children’s, our grandchildren’s,
our great-grandchildren’s futures are being written in the things
we carry down from our own ancestry. <br />
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We joke about how so-and-so’s son swears just like his Mama, and
how our neighbour’s 3-year-old has the same nervous hand-gestures
her aunt does. But these things are no joke. They can teach our
kids all they want in school; at Brownies and Scouts; in
University, even, but the lessons our kids learned when they were
18 months old and spitting food in our faces - those are the
lessons that will determine the outcomes of all the others. Did we
smile with compassion at those orange blobs flying towards us and
tenderly wipe them off our faces and back into baby’s mouth? Did
we shout? Did we roll our eyes in disgust? Did we hit our child or
congratulate her? The answer probably depends greatly on what we
experienced, ourselves, when we were 18 months old and spitting
food at our mothers’ faces. And it determines how our children
will respond to their own children, too. And when our children go
out in the world to learn from others, how will they then make use
of those learning experiences? Well that, of course, depends on
how they‘ve watched us learn, in our lives. These are the
mechanics of inheritance and legacy. The way we argue with our
husbands in front of the children, or hide away (they children
will know, regardless), whether we resolve things or sweep them
under the carpet, and the way we help the kids figure out their
issues? Yeah. Those are the mechanics of peace for the next
generations. <br />
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And when we’re aware of this - just how deeply important our every
action is to our children’s future, and to the culture they will
inherit and build upon - then it becomes essential that we assess
and reassess our every decision and action. And we do that by
sharing.<br />
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you told me you lost her before you were old enough to know the
meaning of mother<br />
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you told me you lost her before she was old <br />
enough to be born<br />
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you said she abandoned you<br />
said you abandoned her<br />
hated her<br />
you told me your love knew no boundaries but she couldn’t hear<br />
you<br />
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you broke her trust and you<br />
still cling to her<br />
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you wanted him to grow up strong and brave<br />
gentle<br />
you wanted to protect him but now you’re eighty six <br />
and you still cook his meals<br />
drive him to work<br />
you wanted him to know he was wanted<br />
you wanted to be wanted, yourself<br />
you wanted him to let go<br />
and you wanted never to let him go<br />
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you wanted her to grow up strong <br />
independent<br />
kind<br />
you wanted to help her <br />
raise her babies, but<br />
she doesn’t know herself<br />
a mother<br />
she carries you<br />
in her pocket<br />
like a pill<br />
you wanted her to know she was wanted<br />
you wanted to be wanted, yourself<br />
you wanted her to let go<br />
and you wanted never to let her go<br />
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to mothers<br />
I’ve listened to<br />
comforted<br />
cried to<br />
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to you who have given up<br />
given up hope<br />
your children, even<br />
and given up your dreams<br />
yourselves<br />
your fears<br />
for all you have given up was not in vain<br />
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to mothers who have lost something<br />
someone<br />
everything<br />
hope<br />
your children, even<br />
yourselves<br />
for all you have lost was not unfound<br />
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to you<br />
for giving<br />
forgiving<br />
giving<br />
everything<br />
you have <br />
and are<br />
and know<br />
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to you<br />
to us<br />
to knowing<br />
our work is rewarded in knowing<br />
that we have the blessed occupation<br />
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There is nothing particularly
special about me. I am like billions of other people in
the world: I am a mother.<br />
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And yet,<br />
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I am a mother.<br />
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I hold the lives of my children in my hands, on my breath I
validate their dreams, and my intentions and mistakes determine
their futures and their children’s futures. Retail, investment and
service industries market to me; my interest is a hot commodity.
And yet I have very few real resources, because those industries
don’t benefit from my triumphs; they benefit from my needs.<br />
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You know who benefits from my triumphs? My children. Your
children. Our children’s children. Every single generation to come
benefits from every single time I get it right. And that makes it
imperative that I take my job seriously and get it right. <br />
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We need to take responsibility for our children! As our children
soak up every word we say; every hand-gesture, every movement of
eyes and facial expression, are we living the life we want them to
emulate? How many of us just sit back and allow our kids to play
games (online and otherwise) without engaging them in conversation
about what they are playing, and the ramifications of it? When my
children asked me what rape was, I told them. We talk about wars,
and politics, and sex and drugs and mental illness. We pause
movies and games when things need to be explained, and my kids
soak up the explanations (and questions) sometimes with more
enthusiasm than the media itself. I can't stop them from
participating in what is now popular culture, and if I did, they'd
only want it more. But I can lead by example, and so can you. We
all can. We have to. It's our responsibility. We didn't bear our
children out of necessity; we chose this path because we love
children. And children grow to be adults, to inherit our world,
and to have more children, themselves. So it's our responsibility
to raise them with integrity and awareness, that they go into the
world full of questions and willing to look around, but also with
a conviction to find their own truths and their own right paths.<br />
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There is no time to waste. And the smallest things make a
difference; the random comments from my children remind me of
this. My daughter once said, "I can't wait until I grow up so I
can have pimples and wear cover-up, too!" My son said "I hope my
wife doesn't think I want her to shave herself. That wouldn't be
nice of me." Once my daughter reprimanded her father for some
grammatical mistake and then turned to me with pride in her eyes.
Oh no - did I teach her that? Of course I did! And it will take a
lifetime to undo. Not everything we pass on is what we hope for.
It matters very much not only that we lead by example, but also
that we teach our children - from birth - that their own opinions
and questions matter; that any question is valid, but that we also
don‘t have all the answers. It's important that we reach for the
best possible version of ourselves, because that will be the
standard our children measure themselves against, and it will
effect every single generation to come.<br />
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It is not OK for us to condemn violent video games but to watch
violent movies, ourselves, or to wish death on politicians, talk
trash and laugh about the emotional trauma of celebrities. It's
not OK for us to practice attachment parenting but escape our
children for a night at the bar. When they find us in the morning
and discover that sour old booze smell on our breath they will
learn that that is the smell of being with friends, and all the
threats in the world won't take that lesson away from them when
they're 14 and their friends are offering them cheap vodka under a
bridge. It's not OK for us to tell them to be nice to each other,
but to put our own community members down, to gossip, and to
blame. Our children will learn more from our acknowledgement of
our mistakes, and the lessons they’ve watched us learn than they
will from the threats and consequences we’ve doled out to them.<br />
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We are mothers, and our demonstrated values and behaviour are the
greatest teachers our children will ever have. We are mothers! We
must take the importance of this incredible occupation very
seriously, because there is nobody who can make a bigger change
than we can, in choosing how we raise each new generation.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-18044849760275137912012-09-12T12:42:00.000-07:002017-01-12T12:44:25.123-08:00Photos from Synchronicity Festival in GibsonsPhotos by Justin Samson. What an amazing thing it was to be a part of this spectacular festival!<br />
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<a href="http://www.coastreporter.net/synchronicity-festival-1.988285">photos at coast reporter gallery</a><br />
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<br />Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-61687989783042691202012-08-22T12:51:00.002-07:002012-08-22T12:51:35.327-07:00The MAMA Project in Gibsons, B.C., this weekend!With great thanks to Sandy Buck and organisers of the Synchronicity Festival, I am getting ready to install the MAMA Project in Gibsons, B.C. this weekend. The festival promises to be wonderful, so if you're on the Sunshine Coast (or want to travel there!) come say hello and enjoy the festival!<br />
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August 25-26th, 2012<br />
Shirley Macey Park<br />
Gibsons, B.C.<br />
11 AM - 6 PMEmilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-26692783424390674362011-11-18T22:44:00.029-08:002012-04-02T10:36:05.274-07:00Upcoming PortraitsThe following are some of the chosen portraits from the US west coast interviewing tour last spring. These will be the photos I work from to paint the next set of bed-linens.<br />
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<ul><li>Steve and Elaine Bailey, who invited me here, and are providing our accommodation, as well as helping with the various needs of installing the show. We have found kindred spirits in Port Townsend!</li>
<li>Kate Burke, at <a href="http://www.parks.wa.gov/fortworden/">Fort Worden State Park</a>, who facilitated our use of the space for the show.</li>
<li>Phil and Brent of <a href="http://coastlumber.com/">Coast Lumber</a>, in Burlington, WA, who donated the wood for the stands, including milling to to perfection and helping load it on our vehicle while the kids happily watched.</li>
<li>Lena at the <a href="http://www.bbcbowen.ca/">Bowen Building Centre</a>, on Bowen Island, who, when border regulations prevented her donating wood for the show, happily donated the many nuts, bolts and washers needed for the stands, instead.</li>
</ul>The Peninsula Daily News did a front-page story about the installation. It has quite a few inaccuracies, but I was glad to have some exposure. Already 2 women came by today, saying they'd come because of the article. <a href="http://www.peninsuladailynews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=2011305059986">Read it here.</a><br />
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Some photos:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Picking up the wood with help from Brent at Coast Lumber.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The show is installed in an old dorm room, where we can make use of beautiful light from the many windows.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The children spent many hours exploring Fort Worden while I set up and hosted the show. The Castle on the right is Alexander Castle, built by a Scot for his wife, who then decided she couldn't handle the isolation, and they moved back to town...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>I haven't had many visitors, yet, and have only conducted one interview so far, but among the beautiful comments I've received about the show was the following:<br />
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"Lovely and Real! i enjoy the rawness of it - the complication and complexity of this special relationship. it has a similar feeling of realness and rawness as a Glenn Close portrait exhibit I saw a few years ago. Thank - very palpable exhibit." -- Elizabeth, Port TownsendEmilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-81070606254619213572011-04-20T21:32:00.000-07:002011-04-20T21:33:00.783-07:00Gratitude<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWqwO4C2DhuNIDD8N6AGpN8wJBakTO4f7uRLdMcNsp1rrA3KbQ43-1rJ5WSo4VCBGxwVQ-LGk60xwlQGnZNVcpajz5B1MY8x8oYVSa4IVsN4-JkGp6nCNO1zx7vBrGEIyeDamIQjvjC5Eh/s1600/MAMA-port-townsend-poster-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWqwO4C2DhuNIDD8N6AGpN8wJBakTO4f7uRLdMcNsp1rrA3KbQ43-1rJ5WSo4VCBGxwVQ-LGk60xwlQGnZNVcpajz5B1MY8x8oYVSa4IVsN4-JkGp6nCNO1zx7vBrGEIyeDamIQjvjC5Eh/s400/MAMA-port-townsend-poster-3.png" width="303" /></a></div><br />
The Fort Worden Installation is coming up in 2 weeks, and I have so many people to be thankful for. Kate Burke, of Fort Worden, has been helping me coordinate the event; Phil Simmons of Coast Lumber in Burlington, WA, has not only donated the lumber for the installation-stands, but also given travel advice, and most of all Steve and Elaine Bailey - the couple who initially invited me to Port Townsend - have not only made this event happen, but will also provide us with accommodation for the 6 nights we'll be in Port Townsend.<br />
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These gifts are enormous, but the feeling of gratitude comes also from having spoken to many people who have tried - and often been unable - to help. Friendly souls searched their lumber yards for me, inquired into the legal ins and outs of bringing lumber and art one way or the other over the border, advised on travelling, etc. and just generally been supportive, kind, and helpful as I have been running on empty with the management of this project.<br />
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Thank you all!!! I'll definitely post photos of the Fort Worden Installation, when I'm back.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-58943469859940702902011-03-24T19:20:00.000-07:002011-04-20T21:36:51.199-07:00The Next MAMA Project Interviewing TourThe tour has been planned for months, already, with a few interviewees already selected, but I'm now full-swing in the management process for this.<br />
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From May 26 - June 18th I'll be traveling the length of the US Pacific Coast, interviewing as I go, with at least one partial MAMA-presentation along the way. Depending upon where I can find accommodation sponsorships, this may change, but for now this is the list of major stops (with a few day-stops, elsewhere):<br />
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Vancouver/Portland <br />
Crescent City & surrounding communities<br />
Mendocino <br />
Mill Valley (where my mother lived as a child!)<br />
San Francisco<br />
Monterey<br />
Ojai<br />
Los Angeles<br />
San Diego<br />
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If you are a mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, or mother-to-be, live somewhere along this route, and you would like to be interviewed for the MAMA Project, please don't hesitate to contact me: themamaproject at gmail dot com. An interview normally takes between 1 and 2 hours, and all portraits, voice-recordings, and painted quotations used in the MAMA installation are anonymous. There is no financial remuneration for interviewees, but there is the knowledge that you have added your feeling and voice to a wonderful, progressive symphony of mothers.<br />
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*As well as interviewees, I am looking for complimentary lodging for myself, my husband, and two children, at each of the locations listed. If you have a spare room to offer, or know of someone who does, we'd be happy to hear about it! Sponsors are listed on my website, as well as in media pertaining to the trip, and any hotels, inns, or B&B's that offer complimentary accommodation will be reviewed on my parenting blog, <a href="http://rickshawunschooling.blogspot.com/">Rickshaw Unschooling</a>.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-71834642319467600952010-11-12T08:07:00.000-08:002010-11-12T08:07:57.723-08:00Going to Washington!I have been invited to display the MAMA Project at Fort Worden State Park (Port Townsend) over the coming Mothers Day weekend, 2011. They have a busy Mothers Day picnic, there, so it's bound to be a lovely event. Very pleased.<br />
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A couple of thoughtful and generous Port Townsend citizens saw the show in Victoria, last year, and spoke to me about bringing it across the border to their hometown. They came through on their aspiration, arranged an invitation from Fort Worden, and have even offered accommodation in their home, and help setting up. Now I just have to find some funding/sponsorships to help get me and the show down there. I do love it when things work out as hoped for!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-55280054982957075762010-08-31T20:37:00.000-07:002010-08-31T20:37:24.235-07:00UNIFEMToday I spoke to the incredibly friendly and thoughtful Almas Jiwani (President of the UN Development Fund for Women in Canada (UNIFEM)) about the potential for the MAMA Project to make a difference in the world. Ms. Jiwani said she feels passionate about the importance of mothers in the world, specifically the power that we yield as nurturers of each new generation, and she has given many speeches to that effect. She told me she is proud of me for the work I am doing, and frankly I was overjoyed to receive such validation from somebody I look up to. Indeed, as conscious mothers we can create any change in the world, and it is also so important that we support each other in our endeavours.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-6853098278516187452010-08-29T12:56:00.000-07:002010-08-29T13:00:05.792-07:00flickr groupIn my opinion, the ultimate experience of art is that of the viewers, so it follows that the ultimate photos are those taken by the public, as opposed to people really involved with the work. This is the unfiltered public view of the work. Especially with a moving, interactive project like this one, where the public is a vital part of the installation, each participant will see and record it in a different way. I rejoice in witnessing the many ways people have joined and experienced the installation.<br />
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A few people who saw the Victoria and Colwood installations have sent me photos, and some others promised on the day of to send me their flickr pages. So I have created a flickr group specifically for photos of the MAMA project, <b>taken by the public</b>. <br />
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Here it is: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/mamaproject/">http://www.flickr.com/groups/mamaproject/</a><br />
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If you have photos you'd like to include, please either email them to me, or put them up on flickr and ask me for an invitation to the group.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-10653819157465569732010-08-17T17:11:00.000-07:002010-08-17T18:29:31.842-07:00Victoria Photos<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">MAMA in Bastion Square Public Market -- click to see full-size</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">beautiful backlighting, courtesy of the sun</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">SuperMAMA performance in Bastion Square -- photo by Markus Roemer</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">MAMA at the Coast Collective Gallery -- click to see full-size</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">that is indeed a very large tortoise you see, between the sheets... </td></tr>
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<div style="text-align: center;">I did a few pieces from the SuperMAMA performance (solo) in the space created by the sheets at both Bastion Square and the Coast Collective. This is "SAHM: Stay At Home Mom", one of the pieces I did at the Coast Collective, and was filmed by Markus.</div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Markus -- my husband, and, of course, the reason this project is possible.Yes, he actually took vacation days to come help me set up the installation. Thanks are not enough for the gift he gives to me.</td></tr>
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Within the next couple of days, I'll get some photos up here from the installations.<br />
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Small bit of news: I have decided that I'm willing to sell the sheets. Each sheet will be priced at $2800.00, and will come with a painted quote from the interviews. This money will enable me to continue touring the installation. It always seems to have such a deep impact on the people who see it, that I feel it's very important to keep it going.<br />
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And this winter I will begin interviewing again, for more portraits/recordings.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-59905339502882079142010-08-09T22:06:00.000-07:002010-08-09T22:14:10.485-07:00MAMA in Victoria and Colwood<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQpJLrZx0MDXfG_WrVGzHbdidajGxQ4VkhMpjxdg2oDLo3HvOyOxqmfaudk2MTRbwQNg_GEOoshyphenhyphenOzfRHnoI7Y0Rl7Bhgn8iiWCG_QiwUa4KLxz36-MUC-TqgERfttiuKHNHFutkcR6ang/s1600/MAMA-victoria-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQpJLrZx0MDXfG_WrVGzHbdidajGxQ4VkhMpjxdg2oDLo3HvOyOxqmfaudk2MTRbwQNg_GEOoshyphenhyphenOzfRHnoI7Y0Rl7Bhgn8iiWCG_QiwUa4KLxz36-MUC-TqgERfttiuKHNHFutkcR6ang/s400/MAMA-victoria-poster.jpg" width="305" /></a></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03100384225999745858noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6431515867008818225.post-10571738571326934512010-08-09T22:04:00.000-07:002010-08-09T22:04:54.611-07:00Getting ready for Victoria...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcyvVMHSA4gbALOUrE1zaoHRlmgyrcNrfopDpULxvT9vs3ERo08m8QMDO1H_PTi1Ir3OL84JkWjOJza2-OBMIEevlaaNRhmwd9nCFfVuih4AGQjhfl96tt6AyHeSREuxnk2HOY2MkBd9AM/s1600/20100808_transcribing-MAMA-interviews_02.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcyvVMHSA4gbALOUrE1zaoHRlmgyrcNrfopDpULxvT9vs3ERo08m8QMDO1H_PTi1Ir3OL84JkWjOJza2-OBMIEevlaaNRhmwd9nCFfVuih4AGQjhfl96tt6AyHeSREuxnk2HOY2MkBd9AM/s400/20100808_transcribing-MAMA-interviews_02.JPG" width="300" /></a>The installations in Victoria and Colwood are both outside; one in a public market and one at an arts festival. Both will have music happening, as well, not to mention a busy lot of people, so the broadcasting of the mothers' comments will not be practical. Instead I've decided to transcribe a few of the many recorded snippets onto (guess what!) used bed sheets!! The hard part was choosing only twenty-something comments from the hundreds I play during the indoor installations. After that there was just a lot of painting. It was very meditative; a bit like calligraphy, since each letter was brushed on, and then the brush dipped again in the paint. The experience enhanced for me the significance of the words. Some photos:<br />
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