This is such an inspiring collection. And it’s a beautiful book—it has a variety of women who work in so many different media telling so many different stories.
What can I say? I’m a sucker for strong women speaking clearly and forcefully while acknowledging their creative and personal challenges. That I actually have met and “know” some of them makes it all the more treasured.
This is a wonderful book of essays by writers, and artists in other fields, such as photography, painting, illustrating sculpture, song writing, poetry, playwriting, and, my favorite, textiles. I’m sure this group of women have been involved in many other artistic pursuits in their lives, in addition to the ones I have listed.
When I bought the book I was eager to begin reading and opened it up, read the inside of the dust jacket, the Contents page, the Acknowledgements, and the Introduction. Then, I read the first essay. Then I closed the book. That first essay was so good that I was afraid to continue. Would the remainder be as good? How could it be as good?? Would I be disappointed or would this book be filled with more insightful, moving essays? After several days of the book sitting on the table beside my chair and me passing it by, looking at it, and saying “not ready yet”, I finally sat down and started reading again.
The first essay is still the best in my opinion, and I’m not going to say anything more about it here. Just read it. I’m happy to say I found all of the essays filled with wit and insights of what it’s like to a woman, an artist, and now, an older woman in our society.
I also especially liked the essay about finding the freedom to pursue art in a life filled with family, friends, work, and all of the other things women have to care for and keep track of. It shows that the spark stays alive, although maybe dormant, and can come back to life (insists on coming back to life!) in a later season. Being an artist is a character trait, not an occupation or hobby. I shared this with a young artistic woman whom I know, as hopefully a source of encouragement. She’s in the midst of raising her family and working and may have shoved her love of poetry and sketching into the rare moments she can do whatever she chooses. So this is not a book to pass by because you’re not in the older demographic.
And finally, my favorite, the woman who works with textiles and makes Quilts that tell stories. Her quilts are amazing and known across the US. When she first started showing her quilts some people told her she needed to take quilting classes - I guess to make her stiches uniform or her seams straight, but essentially to please them, the advice givers. And over the years people have applied several different labels to her style. She seems not to let any of that bother her. She has continued to make her quilts her way. Her attitude is that “their way is right for them and my way is right for me”. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we all adopted that philosophy?
Okay, this review is getting too long. Just go buy the book already!