Things pass into and out of the female body and women have to learn about and own this traffic as personal and continuous. It's hard to keep pace, it's exulting, it's unknowable, we fall behind in the accounting.
At heart, our relationship to time is a slave relationship.
Interesting ideas from Rachel Cusk's essay about Louise Bourgeois' textile works in the Woven Child.
Interesting piece Judy. The word "continuous." caught my eye and led me to think: not only continuous, so unknown too. (((hugs)))
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