Pieta
2014
Watercolor
11" x 14"
Framed and ready to hang
$100 email mandabrezicky@gmail.com for purchase info
It's been a while since I just lost myself painting. I forgot how freeing it can be to trust my skills and turn my conscious mind off.
Motherhood is such a funny/sad thing.
There's always this moment
when I meet other parents at
school and they're like, "Oh,
what do you do?"
"Oh, I'm an artist." And then I
can tell if they're from my
neighborhood or the more
affluent neighborhood.
Because the parents in my
neighborhood are all, "Oh,
cool! That's very neat, what
do you do?"
The more affluent parents
get a little quiet, and then,
"So, do you teach, or...?"
"No, I sell art. That I make."
"Like at craft shows?"
"Nooo, large art festivals."
And the more affluent parents
never ask me substantive
questions about my work -
they're only interested in the
money part. Maybe next time
someone asks, I should say, "I
embroider dicks and paint
dead babies for cash."
A random thought I posted on Ello a few months back, when I went to my kids' Curriculum Night. Sadly, I have not yet implemented Operation Dicks and Corpses - somehow I think even the usually non-judgey parents I have befriended would disapprove. Ah well.
