His and Hers

His and Hers, this is why we fight

Thinking about relationships, I am reminded of the care, the effort needed to maintain one. For some reason, there is a lot of cleaning involved. As we go through life, we leave messes for each other...little piles of life-evidence, tell tale signs of productiveness, or laziness. I am working on documenting the differences between his and hers: the piles that can be labeled as such, and the cleaned up version that we both aspire to.

searching for validation

 

Recently my work has switched gears. I am thinking about who I am in terms of the "other half" in a relationship. This piece references the need for validation of my own sexuality, as I am often waiting for this to be justified for me. "I wore my new dress and he didn't even notice." or "Don't you notice anything different about me?" 

I am interested in how this develops. Does anyone else ever feel this way? Tell me how!

Some new thoughts

Happy Labor Day everyone!
Since graduation I have been spending a lot of time working (for the man), making back some of the funds I lost while not working in school. I have been asking myself the obvious questions: What now? What will I work on next? How will I cope with the "out there on your own" factor?

A new idea I want to explore with my work is my relationship to other people, especially people I am close with. The saying goes "you can never see yourself through someone's eyes." Since I like to approach seemingly unanswerable questions, I thought this would be a good place to start. I also really want to put underwear on the nude statues at my local museum. Pictures to follow soon, I hope.