It's so hard to be vulnerable.
In Wolcott, Indiana, halfway between Indianapolis and Chicago, there's a mural of me by
@nmsalgar titled "La Ventana."
Nicole painted me as "a gatekeeper to a dreamlike reality, meant to give the viewer an opportunity to peer into a world in bloom." I don't see myself that way.
When I started
@sylvadeanandme in 2010, it was to survive my mother's breast cancer. Masking for survival became masks in my art practice, became masking to heal. In 2014 I had my face life cast and turned into distorted masks for On Beauty, a photographic performance during Miami art week. (That's also when
@dexterthepeacock and I fell in love.) My face as a mask became the Celeste Doll, more on the snow queen soon.
Every week at Masks of Resilience, a public workshop series in collaboration with
@lukas.felix.schooler and Benjamin Aquila (MA, ATR-P), certified art therapist of the
@damiencenter , I read from my memoir. And I'm hoping you won't reject me.
Masks of Resilience is supported by
@artscouncilindy 's Arts, Health, and Wellbeing Initiative funded by the
@neaarts .
Connection is what changes things. Come to
@cafeoztara tomorrow from 10 am-1 pm and share a piece of who you are. I can't wait to see you.
