cattail-caitlin.bsky.social
Poet & visual artist in Vermont. she/her 🏳️🌈🍉🖤
http://www.cattailcreative.com/
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It is weird, a little? It’s also, I think, beautiful and timely. I’m really proud of it.
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because the violence we absorb into our bodies is lessened in the sharing, because I wanted a visual chorus of pain and reclamation — in this moment, specifically, a way to say and see how pervasive the damage is, how not alone we are.
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I kept referring to it as my “weird” pelvis project, uncomfortable a little with how intense it felt. The process was thrilling & terrifying & comforting, & seeing it installed in a gallery this month was deeply moving. I made it interactive because my experiences are my own but they are not unique,
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I’ve never really worked in 3D, I’ve never made conceptual art, never made something so personal or political — I paint pretty things, as a rule. I’ve also never had a visual idea take hold so vehemently, had such a need to bring it out of myself and into the world.
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a process during which I found myself shouting “MINE” into the small quiet of her studio. And I saw my pelvic bowl crowned with a golden diadem, a holy, reverent place. (There were more images, as well — flowers blooming, a nest, a dragon — that may find their way into a future project.)
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I saw the long ribbon of pain pulling from my center like a magician’s scarf, an infinite loop of grief. She talked me thru a vision of reaching into the past and reeling the power & agency I’d lost back into myself —
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I went to my friend Lindsay, a body worker who specializes in women’s reproductive health. I told her the story above, and she gently worked to realign my pelvis and its organs while we talked through some of the trauma. During these sessions, the images that became the Pelvis Project came to me.
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Beneath that, the ghost of my miscarried baby, who was haunting me all the time then, showing up in my dreams, pressing on my heart at unexpected moments. Beneath that, a hundred more moments of pain, or shame, or loss, held viscerally, palpably, in the flesh and fascia of my pelvic bowl.
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I also sent an email to my credit union asking them to oppose it. maybe if you have time for 2 emails, one directly to the bank or whoever issues your Visa card?
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