Mary Pratt's teachers advised her that in her family there could only be one artist and that artist is Christopher (her husband). She heard, but did not allow herself to retire.
Instead, she took hold of her life and chose to continue painting, arranging her responsibilities as a parent around her needs as an artist.
this note from my 1998 journal
Saturday, January 30, 2016
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
holes first, cloth after - cloth first, holes after
raw edges - neat edges
chaos - order
and how does this relate to my life and to what I've just gone through this week?
facing my father's death, and then having him NOT die. His will to live is very very strong. His inner spirit conquered death again.
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
Saturday, January 16, 2016
Friday, January 15, 2016
Monday, January 11, 2016
It drives the psychic energies into depth and activates the lost continent of unconscious infantile and archetypal images.
It is a deliberate terrific refusal to respond to anything but the deepest, highest, richest answer to the as yet unknown demand.
Friday, January 8, 2016
Monday, January 4, 2016
Sunday, January 3, 2016
This identification gave her renewed access to unconscious materials that nurtured her art.
They surrounded her with a magic circle and mothered her as much as she mothered them.
About Anne Sexton, poet.