Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Part Four: Home Work

A series on the home we give our work.

Victoria



It had originally been one of only a couple of rooms in an apartment in a building filled with squatters on a block with lots of drug dealers and she was a single woman.

But then the neighborhood changed, and she got a union day job and then a husband and then a baby and then another baby and then another apartment below and then one day twenty or so years later each one had a room of their own. And this room was hers.

And when she steps into this room to paint, either during brief weekend afternoons or on the night shift, fear of failure stays outside and she can go face a painting that is pissing her off.

There is nothing in this room she can do wrong.

The Night Shift

5 comments:

Melanie said...

I love this piece--Victoria is my friend and a very talented and caring person.

Ginny Huber said...

This is fine piece about and with Victoria, whose blog I am inspired by follow from Seattle..my home for many years, although I am still a New Yorker at heart..What a fine title for a series this is..the home we give our work..It is causing me to ponder more than a bit about the home I give my work..maybe making some changes..maybe appreciating some of what I am already doing..thanks..

c.o. moed said...

Delighted the series spoke to you and welcome.

Sam said...

Victoria encouraged me a lot when I started blogging. Nice interview

Jaime Haney aka ArtsyFartsy.Me said...

Very nice piece. It is so nice to finally see a picture of Victoria, she is a beautiful and talented woman. She has a very interesting blog that keeps me coming back.