I’ve been wrestling with the sense that this year is my last ditch effort at trying to make a living in the arts. I care for an appreicate the people who support me and purchase my work and come to my shows and help me get art supplies, and that is often what keeps me… Continue reading Is there a finish line?
Tag: tender strength
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“Sometimes life is hard. Things go wrong. In life and in love and in business and in friendship and in all the other ways life can go wrong. And when things get tough, this is what you should do: Make. Good. Art. Husband runs off with a politician…make good art. Legs crushed and then eaten… Continue reading Untitled
Taut
Like a fleeting moment of complete realization of some immense, intangible universal truth that isn’t fading, it just hit me square in the face how rarely my experiences of strength equate to comfort. It’s mostly just fucking agonizing. The moments of peace in my life come when I get to stop.
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“My introversion is the birthplace of my extroversion. It’s how I communicate with my soul.” – Courtnee Papastathis
An introverted peace
For as long as I can remember, I have identified with with my thinking, and being thought of, as a naturally extroverted, gregarious, outgoing person. It wasn’t a conscious choice, it just happened somehow that I caught onto the facts that a) I did well at creating myself as the center of attention and b)… Continue reading An introverted peace
The struggle for worthiness
My constant struggle to find and retain worth in myself is something I rarely truly embrace about what it’s like to be me. How childlike I am, how emotional I am, how deep and violent my internal conflicts are — Always expressed with a tinge or more of resistance, shame, disapproval, when I talk or… Continue reading The struggle for worthiness
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“Vitality shows not only in the ability to persist, but in the ability to start over.” —— F. Scott Fitzgerald
Caged
The other day, my friend Sophia updated her twitter with “It’s amazing how being caged quiets my anxieties.” I took a great pause when I read this and felt an instant kinship to what was said. I’ve been spinning into a long chain of thought that is still moving through me, searching for the point… Continue reading Caged
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As we are liberated from our fear, our presence liberates others.
Video: Zita Begins
Performed June 9, 2010 for “There must be something in the Air”, a benefit for Versatile Arts, the aerial gym I call home. The music is from the Batman Begins soundtrack by Hans Zimmer and James Newton Howard. Video footage courtesy of Block My Eye Films, which I edited over one insomniatic night. This act… Continue reading Video: Zita Begins