ILONA

To Water,

In the last 6 weeks, I have been watching you closely in different forms, while fulfilling my everyday caring activities as a mother. I have become more present when pouring you, mopping you, drying you, spilling you, drinking you, boiling you, cooling you, but also while bathing in you, swimming in you, washing with you, cleaning with you, rinsing with you, slipping on you and cooking with you.

As an artist, I have been examining your ways of working in a domestic environment while drawing, painting, staining, mopping, squeezing out and wiping liquids such as coffee, formula milk, baby oil and ink on baby wet wipes.

As a mother, I have been looking at my feelings of guilt in the context of my every day non environmental parenting choices and their footprint, when I: waste you intoxicate you don’t consider you take you for granted ignore you contaminate you overuse you poison you exploit you abuse you pollute you don’t respect you

While trying to find the best ways to collaborate with you in search for these dreamy, sublime landscapes you have on offer, I began to see you as: non repetitive repetitive non apologetic collaborative surprising predictable leading non forcing at ease forceful still in flux free limited suggestive concealing opportunistic respectful non sentimental deforming

Having begun to look at you as an element often contrary in nature, I am finishing the course feeling emotionally closer to you.

Yours, Ilona