TATYANA GRECHINA
artist, writer, creator
artist, writer, creator
The less I tell myself “I can’t,” and the more I wonder “what if,” I uncover bigger and bigger hidden gems, aligned people, materials, books, podcast episodes that tell me I can. It’s a reminder that when we thing we’re stuck in one reality, we can actively make choices to tune into the frequency of another.
When you’ve painted your entire life, your “why” can change alot. I’ve painted for curiosity, I’ve painted to channel, I’ve painted for others, and I’ve painted to prove something. Now, 12 weeks postpartum, I paint to stay sane. Read the full essay here!
I realized that in depicting a figure dressed up (or not) and set in a dreamscape of this day and age, it told me things. It allowed me to really see this age, this era, this mental space I’m in — that we’re all in. The figure is just a channel. The story it tells is beyond me.
He was selling ice cream at a stand, but before the customer received it, he would hand it to his larger-than-life drag queen friend who licked it first. When the customer said, “You can’t do that,” the drag queen replied, “Sure I can – now it’s sculpture!”
At the end the hostesses themselves came out on stage in sparkly leotards atop florescent tights and capped with running shoes, throwing balloons and opening champagne for everyone in the audience.
The dance room was filled with dozens – even hundreds – of balloons and video projections of lucid bright lights which flashed on every wall and streamed across the posts and columns that held the high ceiling.
Finding time and space to rethink the way I view creation has been challenging postpartum. I’m not even talking about making art or creating — just even thinking about it as a concept.