I recently posted the below comment on an e-blast that I sent out regarding an upcoming show in NYC. A gallery owner in NC thought the language in my e-blast was “very unladylike”. Was he offended at my use/visual of the word ‘butt’ or was he more offended by my political leanings? Or was he simply being patronizing? I’ve never liked being called a lady. Growing up in the south the word ‘lady’ has the taint of misogyny attached to it. I much prefer woman or simply artist will do.
“There are times when I pull my head out of the butt of my existence and I look around at what is going on in the world and I blink … and I blink again … and I rub my eyes … and I think- who are WE?
And I vacillate between wanting anarchy and sympathizing with the powerful and monied, and with that, I put my head back in the sand, knowing that I’m an impotent, small and effectual citizen. Warmed and coddled by the same society that I can’t bear to watch because it feels like a train wreck, like we’ve collectively gone off our meds and think we’re acting normal.
And then like some OCD disorder take-over I’m hit again with my constant to-do list:
1. remind people that I’m still inexplicably creating art
2. pretend, pretend and pretend again
Yet, here it is all the same. My struggle between feeling compassion,impotence, selfishness, powerlessness and ambitious; coupled with the constant pull I feel to create beauty/symmetry.
It’s an ugly scene inside of me… am I the only one to feel this cognitive dissonance?
Francesca Arcilesi Fine Art will be presenting a group show I’m in called ‘Sorry 4 the wait’ at 122 w. 26th St. btwn 6th and 7th Ave., NY, NY. The reception is Thursday, Nov. 17th 6-9pm.”