"The swallowed scream that lives in your throat..." Wow. Please include me in that howl. Stunning piece. Stunning works by Ms. Martz as well. Don't stop screaming, Ms. Rabin. You are heard.
Excellent, again! The class I just taught included one exercise asking the students to confront an issue they cared deeply about. One retiring obstetrical nurse, angry as hell, did a powerful piece involving coat hangers. Another one used the shreds of her daughters high school graduation invitations opposite a collection of numbers representing those who would never graduate. Art can comfort the afflicted and should afflict the comfortable.
i found myself gasping as i read about these pieces. i wish i could see them. thank you for doing the work you are doing to help people find and use their creative voices.
i do not "like" this post...I LOVE IT. in quaker circles, we say, "that Friend speaks my mind" when someone expresses something we resonate with. you, and ms martz, speak my mind. thank you, once again, for your tireless work to keep us learning and growing.
What a powerful and succinct breakdown of art’s ability to speak directly and potently, to us and for us. I’m as blown away by your work as I am by the work you’re highlighting. “Gives voice to the swallowed scream that lives in my throat” indeed. May we move relentlessly forward.
It speaks so loud! I have loved her work for so long and am incredibly grateful that I got a chance, now, to write about it. (Also lovely to discover that she is as wonderful as I'd hoped she's be.)
"The swallowed scream that lives in your throat..." Wow. Please include me in that howl. Stunning piece. Stunning works by Ms. Martz as well. Don't stop screaming, Ms. Rabin. You are heard.
Thank you so much for your kind words. Holly's work is so inspiring.
Excellent, again! The class I just taught included one exercise asking the students to confront an issue they cared deeply about. One retiring obstetrical nurse, angry as hell, did a powerful piece involving coat hangers. Another one used the shreds of her daughters high school graduation invitations opposite a collection of numbers representing those who would never graduate. Art can comfort the afflicted and should afflict the comfortable.
What on earth would we do without art?
i found myself gasping as i read about these pieces. i wish i could see them. thank you for doing the work you are doing to help people find and use their creative voices.
I’m working on putting the pictures together. I’ll share. It’s a joy and a privilege, and an uphill slog sometimes!
i do not "like" this post...I LOVE IT. in quaker circles, we say, "that Friend speaks my mind" when someone expresses something we resonate with. you, and ms martz, speak my mind. thank you, once again, for your tireless work to keep us learning and growing.
This makes me so happy. I'll definitely share this with Holly.
What a powerful and succinct breakdown of art’s ability to speak directly and potently, to us and for us. I’m as blown away by your work as I am by the work you’re highlighting. “Gives voice to the swallowed scream that lives in my throat” indeed. May we move relentlessly forward.
Yes! We. Move. Relentlessly. Forward. And Holly's work gives me the strength to do it.
Holly is one of my absolute favorite artists. Her art SPEAKS! Thank you for spreading the word on her important work.
It speaks so loud! I have loved her work for so long and am incredibly grateful that I got a chance, now, to write about it. (Also lovely to discover that she is as wonderful as I'd hoped she's be.)