The Q | is our art ever too much
Q: How do we respond when it floods our boundaries? How can we embody the flood?*Responses will be curated and may be shared with permission.Permission* Yes, I give my permission Show Full AgreementBy submitting your response, you are granting AROHO permission for possible publication – in whole or excerpts – in WAVES, which is also archived on our website and may be shared on social platforms.Name* First Last Address* State /...
Vibrations by Jerrice J. Baptiste
“Vibrations” by Jerrice J. Baptiste Mother and daughter still hum together. Their low pitch voices accompany any work of their hands. Peeling of purple skin potatoes. Whipping them until smooth on tongue. They hum over a big breasted bird basting. Butternut squash peeled, simmered, cinnamon & coconut milk added. Mother looks at her daughter. She smiles. In the womb, her body hummed along with her. Their...
Calculation of Angels by Ann-Marie Brown
“Calculation of Angels” by Ann-Marie Brown As a creative woman, my deepest need is: That the paintings I create be seen. ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Ann-Marie Brown Artist Statement: In sum, this work is about: Covid isolation. Housing insecurity. The perseids overhead (which have always looked to me like calculations of angels on an expansive...
The Woman Who Wanted a Child by Holly Karapetkova
“The Woman Who Wanted a Child” by Holly Karapetkova For a short time I walked the earth as a woman, breathed in the scent of gardenias and gasoline, made love to a man. We lived in a small house with a narrow staircase leading upwards into nothing; the second floor was never built. I fed him fresh garlic and parsley from our garden, the smell rising to the top of the staircase where we made love, knees and...
Feed the Demon: From the Femina Ornamentalis Series by Salma Ahmad Caller
“Feed the Demon: From the Femina Ornamentalis Series” by Salma Ahmad Caller What does my art mean to me? My art and writing define me. They are my way of living and being alive. They are how I understand myself and the world I move in. My art and writing, inseparable from each other, arise from a fault line running through my identity. Egyptian father and English mother. Intense confrontation holds...
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