My performance, in the group show Excuse Me, detailed the slow progressing steps through my bereavement after my mother's death. I developed a better understanding of myself through my performance, and it created a new opening and outlet that I could test within the conceptual frames of my future work.
She who sits before you
I am most disappointed in.
Too prideful in her own world
She does not see
The obvious signs of pain
Nor does she risk confronting
The possibilities of change.
She regrets too much
Her hopeful sentiments gone.
Each day comes as a curse
Wrapped around a timeline of anxiety
And grief.
The harsher the memories
The more the fix wears away.
She wants to forget the bad
And erase its chemical exposure.
She wants to tear away the mark
She will forever carry.
The harsher the memories
The more the fix wears away.
She wants to forget the bad
And erase its chemical exposure.
I’m here patiently waiting for her to realize
Her greatest potential.
One day she’ll understand.
Until then
Nostalgia constantly on her mind.
To the moments in life that fleeted by
And she didn’t take the time
To fully embrace them.
She may be fixed in a state of internal loneliness
But the fix will wear away
Leaving but traces of the despair
That once encompassed the wall around her.
