The work of caring and caring for your work - Irene Pérez
Before having a child I never really gave a thought about the amount of work involved in caring for someone. Even though this kind of work finds its roots in love – indeed it is a labor of love, I find myself despising it because of the time and energy it takes away from the work I care to do, the one that usually takes place in my studio. Nonetheless, both care work and the work I care to do are now sharing the time and space(s) I inhabit. Inseparable, they surround me; they occupy my mind and take over my body trying to push each other aside.
Improvised summer studio 1: The bedroom.
Sometimes finding balance involves making concessions and improvising. I am not good at either. Yet, there is no way out and the time and the space have to be shared and the work I make and care for intrudes and is intruded by the work I do in caring for others.
Irene Pérez
Spain, 2015
PS: The first draft for this text was thought as I was lying by my daughter’s side, in her bed, waiting for her to fall asleep.
Improvised summer studio 2: The public swimming pool.
Improvised summer studio 3: The hospital.
Improvised summer studio 4: The dinning room/kitchen.
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This post is part of the (Pro)Create Anthology, a collection of narratives about the intersection of professional studio practice and parenting.










