Being a mother

I am contemplating this days my experience of being a mother…Angelina is two today, and I am praising every day spend with her. She just makes me better person every day. I don’t have words to express the feelings, but I will try to briefly tell you about my experience. First of all, its not hard, time consuming or challenging…Its a blessing, that you should embrace and use it to the maximum. Through your children’s eyes you can see how simple and beautiful world is! And that’s what I like it most! I don’t try to teach her anything, sometimes I have a feeling that they know much better than us about the importance of little things. I can still feel her little body in my hands after the delivery. The smell that nobody can describe, purity and nature.  The little fingers and the little mouth looking for my breast. And the eyes wide open, fixed to my eyes. The first time when we were alone, just me and her. And it somehow makes you brave and aware that you, and her can change the world, you, and her are the world! And then it just goes really fast, rolling, sitting, walking, running, driving a scooter. I am always surprised how she learns, and how adaptive a human being can be. I was really scared when we moved to England and she was only 13 month old. Just started bubbling on Macedonian. No English word so ever. But, just in one month, in a GP office, she answered a question on her own, she said the perfect British YEAH…She calls me MAMMY, wô’tər and many other silly Brit phrases ….Also, she speaks perfect Macedonian. But, that’s not it, she made me and Marko really aware of our relationship and how important is to be around your child. One day, while I was putting her to bed, I asked her, who shall be her mommy if I go on a trip, she was thinking for couple of sec. and said Daddy :) …And then she concluded, Mommy on a trip, Daddy Mommy with Dade (that’s her artistic name) … And there are many more anecdotes and stories, but non of them is polluted with the usual prejudice of parenthood imposed to us by the media and “oral” tradition. No I didn’t lose a night! No, I didn’t lost my freedom! No, I didn’t lost my career! I just became an extended body, which carries history of another body! I became a mother!

“Gestation – a collaborative Performance Art Wokshop”

“Gestation – a collaborative Performance Art Wokshop”, organized by the New York University in Skopje and subRosa, took place between 10th and 13th of June 2008, at the University campus in the suburb of Saraj. Topics of the workshop included issues of representing the female body in performance art and creating participatory projects within different cultural traditions. The workshop demonstrated how participants can create public awareness and input into social and cultural policy issues through participatory art actions. The public lecture, organized as collaboration between press to exit project space and the Department of communication and media, at the New York University Skopje include presentation of the workshop, the current work of subRosa as well as focus on the recent trends in tactical media arts.

subRosa is a collective of cultural producers committed to combining art, activism and politics to explore and critique the intersections of information and biotechnologies on women’s bodies, lives and work. subRosa has performed, exhibited, and lectured throughout the USA, the Netherlands, Germany, Mexico, Canada, and Singapore and has been commissioned as well as funded from the Creative Capital Foundation,

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Motherhood

There was a slip from a friend and fellow artist recently. He mentioned that the women neglect their career for their children. Then he realized that I am around and tried to go around, but it was so obvious. Is that true? It still resonate in me…For me the motherhood had made me even more dedicated and committed to my art. I have a completely new perspective on every aspect of my art work. The break that I took while I was pregnant, gave me a chance to see everything from a distance and clear things up in my head. Do we deserve such stigmatization? It still resonates in me: can you be a mother and a good artist?

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