I went on a residency at Cucalorus in North Carolina August 3-14 called Playing With Food: Eating Our Work. I wasn’t sure what the residency would be and I didn’t have a specific project in plan. I had thoughts, research, knowledge about food issues both nationally and globally and a ton of possible ideas but no plan.
I think it’s hard to explain because it was work but it was also emotional, it became connection, relationship, support, laughter, storytelling, crying, dancing, swimming, singing madness. And it was necessary. My pal Liz wrote about it for Nashville Arts Magazine : “I WENT TO THE OCEAN AND FELL IN LOVE WITH THIRTEEN PEOPLE.”
I think that sums it up in may ways.
So what work did I do? I wrote, I drew, I took pictures, I talked and talked and thought and thought. It was process. And, it was magic. The pictures of moments, documentation of time and adventure and play.
amy conway: art 