Open Call for Papers - The Procreate Project publication

OPEN CALL FOR PAPERS TO BE PART OF THE PROCREATE PROJECT PUBLICATION. Launching September 2017

The wealth of information about motherhood and womenhood these days has become quite overwhelming. It needs to be broken down and presented with more subtlety.
The critical moment of transition from the mainstream to alternative voices has been raised by the Procreate Project publication.
“We propose a different direction – examining unconventional approaches to motherhood with the porpuse to give all women the freedom to choose which mothers they want to be and sustaining them in this direction.”

We are currently looking for contributors to be part of this online space for publications and explore any knowledge and perspectives on pregnancy, motherhood, art, birth and midwifery, gender, feminism, identities, female representation, patriarchy, traumas, mental health, attachment parenting and education.

Deadline for submissions is the 20th of April.

The selected papers will be published during the current year in contribution to our online blog. The most representative pieces will be part of a special, in print , publication launching in September 2017 to celebrate the 3 years activity of the Procreate Project and its members.

HOW TO CONTRIBUTE

Send papers and any related image to info@procreateproject.com

Any type of writing welcome: Academic/Poetry/Prose

Max length: 2 A4 pages


“Foto credits: Leticia Valverdes – BirthMarks project”


M.A.M.A. Issue n.22: Martha Joy Rose

The ProCreate Project, the Museum of Motherhood and the Mom Egg Review are pleased to announce the 22nd edition of this scholarly discourse intersects with the artistic to explore the wonder and the challenges of motherhood. Using words and art to connect new pathways between the academic, the para-academic, the digital, and the real, as well as the everyday: wherever you live, work, and play, the Art of Motherhood is made manifest. #JoinMAMA

March, 2017 Martha Joy Rose

Art and Words by Martha Joy Rose

“Disruptions, Extrusions, and Other Chaotic Consequences”

PRODUCTION SITE

MOTHERING THE WORLD

This project started after I moved to the Artist Enclave of Historic Kenwood.

I’ve spent the better part of the last ten years championing other women’s work. Prior to that, I focused musically on “performance” art. During years of songwriting and concert-making ideas are projected outward in a noisy fashion. The work I’m engaging in now is very intimate and is more of a reflection than a projection.

I am interested in exploring my body is a site of production and reproduction. It is (and has been) a site of concept making and conception-formation. Through the years it has belonged to many people, including children, partners, governments, societies, country, state, church, and home. Some of these places are unique, and some are not. However, this basic premise is clear – my body has been a site of production and “making.”

As I began editing my thoughts for this project, I realized that I never said my body belongs to me. So, more than ever this fact becomes a justification for this work, which in so many ways, mirrors what so many women have been taught to feel –namely, that women’s bodies belong to others more than they belong to themselves. Now, in the era of the new Trump administration, this may be true more than ever. It is especially important to share the truth of what it is to bring forth another human, to nurture them, and to make my body a site of visible production and labor. I want to disrupt the “nice,” “perfectly groomed,” woman-mother-persona. Here she is. Stripped down: naked, bloody, imperfect, and old but still a work of art.

Martha Joy Rose, January 29, 2017

Joy Rose is part of the Artist Enclave of Historic Kenwood. Sheis a musician, concert promoter, museum founder, and fine artist. Her work has been published across blogs and academic journals and she has performed with her band Housewives On Prozac on Good Morning America, CNN, and the Oakland Art & Soul Festival to name a few. She is the NOW-NYC recipient of the Susan B. Anthony Award, her Mamapalooza Festival Series has been recognized as “Best in Girl-Power Events” in New York, and her music has appeared on the Billboard Top 100 Dance Charts. She founded the Museum of Motherhood in 2003, created the Motherhood Foundation 501c3 non-profit in 2005, saw it flourish in NYC from 2011-2014, and then pop up at several academic institutions. Her current live/work space in Kenwood St. Petersburg, Florida is devoted to the exploration of mother-labor as performance art.The upcoming date for the next Kenwood Artist Tour is March 18thand 19th, 2017 noon-5pm. See map and find out more and to tour the studios of participating St. Pete, Fla craftspeople:

http://kenwoodartistenclave.org/studio-tours/

The Disruptions, Extrusions, and Other Chaotic Consequences exhibit begins with an enhanced chest of drawers. Says Rose, “we are always trying to put everything in a box….Make it neat. Or, hide things away. Here is your chance to pick a secret or leave a secret behind.” There are also photographs of body parts, paintings, and mixed media with emerging dolls. You can visit the MOM Art Annex during the Kenwood Artist Tour.

Poem for Canvas Squat

I went out to the studio and sat on a canvas

I don’t know why except that everything that has sprung from my loins is fantastic.

Four amazing kids- now adults: Brody, Blaze, Ali, Zena.

Before that, lots of painful blood. Since them – ART!

If art is like giving birth, then let the creations be fantastic too. This is my pop squat.

Everything truly great has come from between my legs. Occasionally my throat, but, mostly from between my legs…. What have you got down there? Show the world.

https://m.soundcloud.com/electric-mommyland-1/electric-pussy


M.A.M.A. Issue n.21: Aga Gasiniak and Laura Sloan Patterson

The ProCreate Project, the Museum of Motherhood and the Mom Egg Review are pleased to announce the 21st edition of this scholarly discourse intersects with the artistic to explore the wonder and the challenges of motherhood. Using words and art to connect new pathways between the academic, the para-academic, the digital, and the real, as well as the everyday: wherever you live, work, and play, the Art of Motherhood is made manifest. #JoinMAMA

February, 2017 Aga Gasiniak and Laura Sloan Patterson

Art:

My creativity is a journey. My work is very intuitive and symbolic. I tell stories through my paintings. Paintbrushes, paints, varnishes and canvases are tools to describe emotions, colours and forms instead of words. Every painting is a glimpse of memory, place, stillness and natural beauty. Every painting is a story. One takes place of another almost simultaneously. Synchronicities happen also in art.
Painting requires taking risks, it is like a jump into deep water. The moment of emerging to the surface is pure happiness.
It is also a joy, need, relief, meditation, getting through and fixing, constant learning. It is a fear as well, journey, expression and act of self- love.
Painting helps me to feel the past moment of beauty, peace and happiness one more time. It is sometimes like time travel through parallel worlds. Past, present and future penetrate through the process of creating. I am here and there at the same time.
My inspirations are strangely almost seasonal and follow’s cycles in nature and life. They are: black and white photographs of remote places, electric posts, stars, children, moon, women, shells, seaside, driftwood , …feet, spirit and wild animals and all those things which are lost between words and images and could be found only through emotions. I leave the clues of my identity in the techniques and the subjects I use and the more I paint or create the more I become aware of it.
Creating is constantly affected by life changes. Everything is connected which leaves every painting with an emotional and personal touch. I painted my recent landscapes during pregnancy. They represent not only places and moments of stillness but also emotions related to expecting a first child, adapting to changes and getting through the journey of the pregnancy.

More About Aga:
Aga is a self-taught artist and finds that she is continually learning and evolving in her artwork.
Her current body of work is focused on Scottish landscapes and her son’s portraits.
Many of her images are inspired by visiting and taking photograph’s of Scottish landscapes and people whose stories or lives have had impact on her life.
Her art and creative process are an endless journey of experiences, feelings, ideas and thoughts.
Aga works with various mediums including watercolours, acrylics, pastels and oils.
Aga’s work was exhibited in Edinburgh and was published in ‘The Mother’ magazine.

Words:

The Giraffe by Laura Sloan Patterson from Mom Egg Review Vol. 14

Laura Sloan Patterson
THE GIRAFFE
There is a cry across the hall. Not the toddler cry of I want, I hate, You will do it now, but an adult sob wrested into baby vowels. He squats on the floor, holding a rubber giraffe we once pretended French, a toy he hasn’t touched since early teething. He’s unearthed his own archeology, buried in a canvas bin, the culture of his babyhood, and there’s an electrical crackle of shock. He folds her neck rhythmically and with each chiropractic bend, her keening squeak, and tears squeezed from his eyes. He cannot stop—the squeezing or the crying. He used to squeeze her like that and laugh deep in his body. When he tips his face up to mine, I see that it has happened: he knows I’m useless. He’s two, the age of purest reason. But perhaps I am mistaken: was there another offense? Did they quarrel? Did she come home late, smelling of Snoopy and snow cones? I’ll kill that giraffe bitch, I think. But later, while my son sleeps. I’ll disembowel her and dance on her squeaker. Lying down at night, I see my boy’s eyes in that moment of looking up, dimensional tunnels of sorrow. I mentally gather my tools: kitchen scissors, X-Acto knife, trash bags. But in the early morning I wake and know: I could hack legions of rubber giraffes, slit the evil girlfriend’s tires, blackmail every admissions committee in the world. No use. It’s not them but a sadness sipped from my own placenta, grown in the calcium of his bones. He grips the giraffe like the last bitter tuber in a burned-out forest, a rhizome he must carry on from here.


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