When I was a little girl, I could not get my dad (an academic) to
admit that there was such a thing as women's history (he was a
professional historian). He argued that to label history as
women's was to stereotype history.
At the same time it was agonizingly obvious that there were 'no women
artists'' . The grammar that insisted the term 'woman' was just a
subset (subject?) of the term 'man' made for a violent erasure.
in the fundamentalist community in which I grew up, the talent and
intellect required of an artist, could never be actualized if born
female. I began to devise, visual art, as a tool to bash a way
through the barriers. I had to leave that community or die.
Because I learned this as a child I experience life from a certain
remove.
When in the seventies American culture put 'differential' into
descriptive language about human beings, so that you always were
obliged to say, '\he or she' , instead of 'he' , this was a step
towards actual speech in real words, in actions, in art, things
like, how 'exposure' and 'gaze ' are different for women than for men.
Being 'erased' in that culture caused a resort to trying any means
available, any resource, to create a communication. Drawing.
Writing. Making grades so I could get the fuck out of there. Living
in the 'bare' of being invisible. how to make visible work when you
are invisible.
Art practice is an inflammatory speech against, the making invisible
of the individual subject.
-cm
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