ps. remembering to be positive despite the list-horrors –
I’m getting a bit of publicity on the back of the Mother/Mother mailout and my new artist book ‘What a Complete Waste of a Day’….
interview and image featured in ACE Yorkshire ebulletin ‘White roses in the Big Apple’
article in Huddersfield Examiner about APT NY
the book will be offered on a-n as either an AIR subscriber prize or a review prize for interface reviewers!
It’s easy to ‘not get round to’ doing the legwork with promoting yourself – but I’m glad I’ve put the hours in, because it’s growing!
I wonder how i’ll get on with the face-to-face networking and promotion in NY – selling myself is not my favourite thing by any stretch!
I have a list for everything. On every surface, in every pocket and bag. What happened to my usual satisfying process of merging and restructuring all the lists into a plan? I’m having a Frank Spencer moment. Only I don’t have a Betty. oh dear. what to do.
Here’s some publicity for the show in New York. It’ll be great once I’m there.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/nov/22/working-women-husbands-housework
‘Useless stay-at-home men’ a female myth
Working women who claim partners don’t pull their weight do so to feel more feminine and in charge in the home.
‘….Meisenbach said the trend of the female high achiever and the male slacker is a tall story that women tell each other to compensate for the fact that most career-orientated women feel an “overwhelming sense of guilt” over their role and less of a mother and a wife.’
Great. I feel so much better, safe in the knowledge that any injustice I experience can be explained by my insecurity about my role as a wife and mother. Splendid. now – what to do first, iron my hubby’s shirts, tidy the children’s book corner or earn some money.
Excerpts from my ‘Stock Exchange’ notes and thoughts;
I write a blog, an activity which has significantly raised the profile of ‘audience’ in my mind – people contact me with responses to my posts, or treat me with avaricious delight when they meet me, having read the blog. I used to be pleased and surprised that people had read it. Currently I’m unsettled about who has and hasn’t read it, and what assumptions they have made based on what they read. The blog has inhabited an ambiguous space between truth and invention. It’s a way of examining and subverting the private and public. The process of selecting, editing, enhancing stories to include is a creative one.
But now I am inhibited by an imagined audience of critics and experience anxiety about being discovered/outed by neighbours and parents at the school gate, who, until now have assumed that I’m the same as them, and only discover I’m not through reading the blog. I can easily imagine the response to this sort of self indulgent rambling… good Yorkshire straight speaking ‘bollocks’
23.32 Just about to turn off the computer and end the day. I need to wind down double fast – to get 8 hours sleep I need to be asleep an hour ago…
