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The Rub

July 14, 2023 by MARY FISHER

“I never want to say that I love art more than I love anything else, because it isn’t true.  I love my children, and I would give up my art for them.  But were I forced to make that trade, my sons would have a hollow, mute mother.  When I found art, I found my voice.  By allowing my soul to speak through my art, I am constantly learning who I am.  Of all life’s discoveries, this is among the most precious: to know myself.
 
And when I dare to show you my art, you discover who I am, too.
 
As Shakespeare’s Hamlet said, “Ah, there’s the rub!” Seeing my art delights me with new discoveries; showing my art terrifies me with new risks.  To make the art, I must be creative; to show you the art, I must be vulnerable.
 
Should you drop by my studio someday, you would be warmly welcomed.  But here’s the unwritten rule: If you do not like what you see, be civil.  My art is my soul’s offspring, my heart’s child.  Showing it to you is like holding out my naked newborn for your inspection.  You do not need to buy my art, any more than you need to adopt my child.  But you may not tell me I have an ugly baby.”
 
From the book “Messenger: A Self Portrait”

Mary Fisher 2012

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July 14, 2023 /MARY FISHER

“Bassari” by Mary Fisher — 50”x35” — Digital Imagery and intaglio type on cotton — 2003

My Art, My Voice

July 07, 2023 by MARY FISHER

“I don’t know what I’ve done for the world of art, but I know what art has done for me. It has given me a voice with which I can speak about the unspeakable – that which is too mean for language, and that which is too glorious for words. Art, I once said, “…has to do with the entire human experience, the power of hormones as well as headaches, whatever makes me giggle and whatever makes me weep. It is my soul’s response to life as I experience it…and it has always been this way for artists: the young woman in the death camp who sketched butterflies, the young man who uses graffiti and rap to show his rage at injustices, the great Mahalia Jackson starting into ‘Swing Low, Sweet Chariot’ when she’d been banned for her color….””

From “An Unlicensed Life” — Speech given by Mary Fisher — Danbury, CT — August 26, 2015

July 07, 2023 /MARY FISHER

Words, Words, Words

May 11, 2023 by MARY FISHER

I’ve wondered lately if I’m the only one who feels like language is failing us. We have words – Lord knows, we have lots and lots of words. But when we string them together in sentences I’m not certain they say anything.

Take “democracy,” for example. Donald Trump wants to destroy it. Joe Biden defends it. Does anyone actually know what it is, exactly, that Trump wants to devastate and Biden wants to preserve? Is it voting rights? The Constitution? A now-defunct election? How about common decency?

If we can’t explain what we intend with the word “democracy,” apart from a vague notion or sense that it’s important, why use it?

Or, how about “authoritarianism.” We’re sailing (or drifting) into a concept of national leadership that’s labeled “authoritarianism.” I’m pretty sure I don’t like it. But what does this tell us? It tells us that Ron DeSantis is a little Napoleon who wants to rule in all things political, moral, educational and medical with his Republican legislature. He behaves like an “authoritarian.”

The Republican extremists think giving more power to Biden is wrong (they’re anti-authoritarian on this) but giving all power to Trump would be virtuous (because they’re authoritarian on that). And we got into our trouble with gun ownership thanks to Ronald Reagan and his authoritarian enthusiasm for the NRA 45 years ago. So what does authoritarianism suggest other than being bossy?

One more: “moral equivalence.” The idea of “moral equivalence” is that in broadcasting two opposing views are, while opposing, equal in value. We are moral when we allow both views to have equally loud voices, when we balance our broadcasts to give 5 minutes to honest journalism and 5 to a defense of January 6 Patriots – the fanatics who stormed The Hill. In my humble opinion, giving both voices equal time and volume isn’t moral; it’s nuts.

About a year-and-a-half ago, in this space, I wrote:

I’ve been known to quote writer and historian Garry Wills who told us, ‘The problem with words is, they have meaning.’ He had a point. We can’t use words indiscriminately making them mean what we want them to mean. They already have meaning even before I get to them….

So I noticed when some Republicans who wanted to dilute the violence of the January 6 assault on our nation changed the words. Rioters and thugs… became (who could believe this?) ‘tourists visiting the Capitol.’ The mob violence, by all definitions an insurrection, was transmuted in Republican speak to ‘a group of law-abiding Americans expressing themselves.’

C’mon on now. …As nearly as I can tell, we can’t get there from here.

(November 22, 2021)

We don’t have a word for the obscene number of deaths thanks to the AK-15. When Biden says we should outlaw such weapons, he doesn’t have the language that moves a recalcitrant and moribund Congress.

The Governor of Texas notes the deaths mounting on his watch and calls them “a tragedy.” Like a hurricane. Or an accident. Something worthy of “our prayers.” Those are words; they can’t possibly be misunderstood for the truth.

The truth is that an AK-15 launches small rockets that, when encountering the human body, flatten out to destroy flesh, organs and bone. They blew the face off a young Texas woman this past weekend. A six-year-old’s body was, literally, shredded. And I’m told this is sad and I should pray about it? Really?

The brutality of AK-15s when used to slaughter people young and old is beyond words. We’ve got democracy, authoritarianism and moral equivalence. They’re baffling enough. But amid all the words and all their meanings, we have no label for staggering, gun-based cruelty and blatantly hypocritical politicians.

We see the blood flow, hear the wails of the wounded, listen to hypocritical politicians and we’re mute. No words do justice. It is, all of it, unspeakable. 

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May 11, 2023 /MARY FISHER
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