This Queen Don't Need No King, 60x36in
Since I was five, I’ve been fiercely independent.
I planned a life of self-sufficiency, determined to have a rich career and family life—husband or not. In fact, I would date men and pretty much leave them before they knew now what hit them. It took some pretty intense convincing and a few years of therapy for me to stick with my guy. An amazingly great choice…
So these days as I witness subtle & overt plays at repressing powerful women and general disrespect for women’s ability to exercise their own power, I respond with paint. Over the last months and a gazillion (yes a gazillion) layers of paint & collage I birthed this queen: Power. Strength. Resolve. Beauty. Vulnerability. Compassion. A reminder to myself and anyone else who cares: She don’t need no king.
Since I was five, I’ve been fiercely independent.
I planned a life of self-sufficiency, determined to have a rich career and family life—husband or not. In fact, I would date men and pretty much leave them before they knew now what hit them. It took some pretty intense convincing and a few years of therapy for me to stick with my guy. An amazingly great choice…
So these days as I witness subtle & overt plays at repressing powerful women and general disrespect for women’s ability to exercise their own power, I respond with paint. Over the last months and a gazillion (yes a gazillion) layers of paint & collage I birthed this queen: Power. Strength. Resolve. Beauty. Vulnerability. Compassion. A reminder to myself and anyone else who cares: She don’t need no king.
