Why don’t you treat men this way? The false dichotomy of “mother vs. artist”

This post of on combining art and motherhood made the rounds this past winter. There were a lot of responses, public and private. Two of the more recent responses made me feel like revisiting the issue: 1. The Divided Heart is a more honest exploration of what it’s like to be a mother and an artist.Continue reading “Why don’t you treat men this way? The false dichotomy of “mother vs. artist””

I am not your monkey: on motherhood, art, and presumptuous bullshit

The other day it happened again. I was talking to a friend about the eternal issue of having kids/not having kids, when the friend said something like, “I guess I just care too much about art and changing society for the better. Who has time for that when they have a child?” **beat** “I mean,Continue reading “I am not your monkey: on motherhood, art, and presumptuous bullshit”

The best lines about becoming a parent are to be found in a post-apocalyptic vampire trilogy

“A baby wasn’t an idea, as love was an idea. A baby was a fact. It was a being with a mind and a nature, and you could feel about it any way you liked, but a baby wouldn’t care. Just by existing, it demanded that you believe in a future: the future it wouldContinue reading “The best lines about becoming a parent are to be found in a post-apocalyptic vampire trilogy”