Slippage through thin boundaries
Bio feminism and colonialism
Poverty and non-material wealth
Living and dead
Dream and reality
Human and more-than-human
Slippage through thin boundaries
Bio feminism and colonialism
Poverty and non-material wealth
Living and dead
Dream and reality
Human and more-than-human
My creative path and past story.
As a child I believed I was going to work with animals no matter what. A vet. A zookeeper. Animals consistently do something to me. They truly make me smile.
I get a buzz from seeing a species new to me; a new bee or bird, or a rare hare, it always gives me an immersive high like nothing else. Animals are my first love. All of them. They are our better selves. They are purer and more sincere than a person can ever be. An integrity and honesty in their feelings and actions and expressions that are truer and less diluted and utterly inaccessible to us at the same time. Am I anthropomorphising? Am I projecting? Am I misinterpreting? They’re truer and also veiled from us.
I was very fortunate to have such an animal-filled childhood, especially for a child like myself.