Art and Feminism arrived in the mail yesterday. It reveals to me how much has happened over the last thirty years. The book is grounded in the R W. (art world)
As I slog away trying to understand art information from around the world, I've removed myself from the art community here in Northern Ontario. I seem to need to do that in order to create new things and not repeat myself.
Family rescues me, thank goodness. Three of our children will be joining us this weekend for Thanksgiving and our Alaska daughter has finally posted some photos of the Prince of Puckwana. These people ground me.