26 May 2010

Paintings at TAA

I'm pleased to announce that along with photographer Monica Fritz, I am taking part in a two-person exhibition at the Turkish American Society co-sponsored by the U.S. Embassy and the TAA in Ankara from Monday, May 31 through June 19. The opening cocktail is from 6:30-8 p.m. on Monday, May 31. I hope to see you there!

This is the first time I'll be displaying my work on paper in Turkey. From the announcement:

"Rose Deniz is an artist, illustrator and writer originally from a small farming community in Wisconsin living in Izmit, Turkey since 2005. She holds an MFA in Painting (2004) from Cranbrook Academy of Art in Bloomfield Hills, MI, and a BS in Art from the University of Wisconsin-Madison (2001). Inspired by the merging of art and domesticity, travel, and hybrid identity, Rose's work explores local themes in a global context. Her watercolors depict known and fictitious places, consider poetic locations, and are influenced by daily observations, textiles, and interior design. She is mother to two children, and is writing her first novel."

21 May 2010

The postscript explains it all

I love P.S.'s. I love footnotes and hidden messages. But these days it's all about becoming visible. Finding your voice.

Whatever phraseology you choose, this week Havi nudges me to consider that being visible and putting stuff out there = terrifying but doesn't mean I can get away with not putting stuff out there. Anastasia Ashman replies that the process of becoming visible is about 'expanding your comfort zone', Tara Lutman Ağaçayak calls it 'do what you love,' and Julie Stuart enticingly names it the 'sweetspot'.

There's been confluence the last few weeks about eradicating lingering self-doubts. Elaine Aron's book on linking and ranking suggests there are better and easier ways to be out in the world, to nurture the undervalued self, beyond pushing one's way into the front of the line. Like practicing, absorbing one's surroundings, and waiting for the right, pivotal moment. If you have sensitivity to subtle energies, as Kari describes it, there are still times one needs to run the risk of failing.

Pushing to the front of the line reminds me of attending Elif Şafak's lecture this afternoon at the second-annual book fair Kocaeli has ever hosted. Throngs of people. A woman confessing how much Elif's books moved her. Another young hopeful asking for advice about what one should do if they want to be a writer.

Elif's answer: write, share it with other writers, send to magazines, share it with a writer's group, start a critique/book club like they do in the US, read blogs, start a blog, don't get down if you don't get published right away, write, keep going.

In other words: show up, do your work, live your life.

What's your secret rhythm, where's your niche?

P.S. My husband hardly ever reads my blog (right babe?) but it's our five year anniversary today. Five years ago, my life in Turkey had just begun with a bed, a couple plastic chairs in our kitchen, and a row of Efes beer bottles on our floor thanks to my friends who flew over the ocean to dance to Bryan Adams and Turkish pop music at our wedding while I nudged Devrim to please-god-change-the-music. I couldn't speak Turkish, but I could nod along and appear interested. This bought me a year to learn a few phrases. Now we're two languages, two babies, years of unfolded laundry, and one renovated apartment later. Happy Anniversary, love!

06 May 2010

In Stereo: Dialogue2010 Live

Post Update:
Dialogue2010: The inaugural Art is Dialogue conversation between 9 cultural innovators on art, culture, and hybrid identity on February 28, 2010 facilitated by me and hosted by expat+HAREM is now live!
Inspired by my post on "Mapping the Imagination" at expat+HAREM, our conversation created a living definition of hybrid identity and how one's worldview literally shifts as a result of location.

Listen to the podcast here.
Read the complete transcript here.

Join in with your own comments and thoughts using Twitter hashtag #dialogue2010 or on expat+HAREM

Last night I jumped three times over a fire smoldering on the sidewalk, buried a hastily scrawled wish into the ground by a single pink rose in the garden, and squeezed myself into the blue plastic seat of a swing set to celebrate the Turkish festival of Hıdrellez on May 5. Tara reminded me of it in her post on wishes, and after my husband told me the neighbor ladies were inviting me to participate in this annual ritual, I couldn't resist leaving the house at midnight to honor the meeting of Hızır and Ilyas on earth along with two late-middle aged neighbors and two reluctant teen girls. Were there traditions like this in America, they asked me? The air was chilly and it was thrilling to think four women under the moon had the power to invoke their dreams to make them real.

This week I launched my first podcast and Love, Rose is now available for download in a reader or iTunes! Stay tuned for unabashedly explorative podcasts on the intersection of art and domesticity, excerpts of short fiction, and conversations held as part of Art is Dialogue, including Dialogue2010 hosted by expat+HAREM in late February. I hope you'll listen along!