Mothers on social media, and how the internet has changed family dynamics

We have a generation of babies right now that will likely emerge as adults in a world with internet. Babies with videos and images of themselves being assaulted by cheese, learning how to speak and walk. Babies growing up, throwing tantrums and asking questions all documented sometimes in its entirety on the internet.

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Art Vs Artist

Am I an artist anymore? This is where my mind is at. It’s March 2nd, 2019. I’ve been pushing myself to prioritize making art, for my own mental health. To come to terms with the rapid evolution of my life into a married mother. Trying to find out where Camille sits after all of these […]

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quick snapshots as a busy no longer pregnant/ artist

Plastic Dolls from 1967

I’m a mother now, a parent, a wife. I have other duties that will define me, I’m not just an artist. How I am going to reflect these changes artistically, I still don’t know. I’m quite curious to find out. My uterus isn’t pregnant anymore but my mind feels like it will always be. Bursting will renewed life over and over again until I become one with the earth again.

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Stripping away my identity, one day at a time

That’s what the past 6 months have felt like. My identity will replaced to the slavery of child rearing. My life will soon no longer revolve around me, only my own whims and desires. Soon, a brand new child will come into the world.  As a self-proclaimed wild-card, this is a bit much to accept. […]

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A son, shining in the hot summer sky

My son. It’s a nice finishing touch of a thought I’ve had since I found out. What else is there to discover? I have just about 4 months to go before I meet my son. What a nervous feeling this is. I wonder if you’ll identify with that, assigned gender, and I wonder if you’ll […]

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Thunder Mountain Suicide

Frank Van Zant doesn’t sound like the name of a famous Native American. That’s because he wasn’t really a Native American. In reality, he was just a hippie. Living in the western US and taking road trips across the country like many Americans of his generation did. Zant was a WW2 veteran from Oklahoma and […]

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I suppose.. ( about my digital footprint)

 I suppose when you get to a certain age, you start realizing you’ve been putting efforts into the wrong things. For whatever reason, this week I read through all of my previous posts. The digital footprints I’ve littered across the internet. I’m too conscious to ever litter in the real world. This kind of litter, […]

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What happens when you die on the internet?

You can go to their social media accounts and see a human and his respective data frozen in time. Whatever situation or mood they were in when that last post was made is how they will be remembered forever in the digital world.

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