When I write the word “art” I mean it to be interchangeable with “literature,” “music,” “theater,” or other creative forms of self-expression. These things have been an overriding passion for me. They have consistently dictated actions, outcomes, and labor performed throughout my life.
While I have espoused the everyday arts in tandem with the professional arts, I recognize the importance of the smallest act of poetry, and the simplest song.
During the past few weeks I’ve had the pleasure and pride of participating in an exhibit championed by my dear friend Alana Ruben Free and a team of incredible circle of women she has linked me to, including curator Nurit Sirkis Bank.
The 2nd annual Jerusalem Biennale for Contemporary Jewish Art showcases the work of nearly 200 International professional artists in 10 exhibitions hosted in seven city venues. The Art of Motherhood is something I’ve been devoted to since — well, since becoming a mother in 1989.
This particular exhibit, featured at Hechal Shlomo, 58 King George Street in Jerusalem, Israel connects “Words of Love” during a time when our world desperately needs them.
If you look closely at this photo below you can see the words of one of my mentors featured on the wall. Phyllis Chesler inspired me when I was a young girl of seventeen and she still inspires me today with her feisty, smart, and straightforward words. In this case the words are from her book With Child, written when she was pregnant with her son Ariel.
The notes I originally wrote for the Biennale Program are included below. But, more than that, please, please pray with me for more love and less hate, more peace, and less violence. The thing about art is– well, art can save the world. If we were all making beauty, engaged in creativity, and impassioned by our connection rather than our collective disconnection, as well as a motivation for profit, and a commitment to power then we would believe in an entirely different kind of planet. We would spend our time making more music and less discord. You might think this sounds ridiculously naive. In fact, you might say that I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one…..
“Unlike traditional art, the ‘Art Of Motherhood’ is formed amidst the chaos of family, between folds of time, directly impacted by the forces of creation itself.” ~ MJR
The Museum of Motherhood is thrilled to participate in the 2015 Biennale of Contemporary Art in Jerusalem. This international collaboration celebrates the art of motherhood as it manifests through daily love and labor. Humanity depends on motherhood, yet no other subject is perhaps so misunderstood and understudied. This exhibit examines the ways in which mothers, mothering, and motherhood have historically been exalted and paradoxically devalued. Adrienne Rich declared “We know more about the air we breathe, the seas we travel, than about the nature and meaning of motherhood.” By exploring mother work and mother love we affirm this life as it is co-created through our intentions, speech, and actions. Our aim for this exhibit is to share words of love across time and space. Together we help to establish a planet that honors all people and invites peace, safety, and harmony. We invite healing “Words of Love” to be shared via our Twitter account @MAMAvoices. #WordsOfLove or by emailing your words of love to us atMAMAvoices@gmail.com.
The Museum of Motherhood is an exhibition and education center dedicated to the exploration of family: past, present, and future, with a focus on mothers, fathers and families.