A final word; why it matters to me to draw this way
I resisted making drawings that encoded words for a while. But today it’s more important than ever for artists to find a voice through their work, and frankly I need an outlet… Ever catch someone complaining about “all those people having all those children they can’t afford”? Hi. I was one of those children. Part of why I need an outlet is having all that “those people” shit chatted at me (again.) I recently talked to school students about becoming a scientist & artist. I grew up in a single parent low income family, and I talked about what it was like when my physics teacher told me I’d never be a scientist, because “girls like you from families like yours never do anything useful.” That is demonstrably crap, and always has been, but children like the one I was still get smacked in the face by it, and I still hear it.
Here in the UK, it’s not hard to find blame being shifted from the people who’ve trashed our economy, education, & NHS for their own profit to “those people”. Who is being othered and described as “those people” varies, but can include refugees, migrants, Muslims, millennials, anyone on state benefits, anyone poor, and disabled people (which includes me.) I’m so very tired of this nonsense, but it is for all of us to look individually at what we are angry about, and what we can do address it. And I’m an artist, so I’m going to make art. Angry art. I’m not quite sure where this will take my Morse code drawings yet… But if I go to paint a house and the house is on fire, don’t be surprised when I paint the flames. I know some people don’t think art should be political, & all I’ll say to that is; art history called and it wants some words with you… ‘:| Anyway, that is my content warning; not all my drawings might link to poetry, happy threads, & rainbow unicorns.
Thanks for reading.