I’ve been away from blogging since Christmas for a simple reason; I just haven’t had the time and my focus is now on what it should’ve been on all along…. MY ART!
Certainly there has been plenty to write about and comment on, but my time this past Spring Semester was consumed with teaching, packing, planning, moving, and taking an online business course for artists. I felt that one of my recent breakthroughs in my course work just needed to be shared here. This week I revisited one of my earlier assignments where I had to explore my emotions. I suddenly realized that one of my unexplored pains is critical to my artwork and my mission as an artist, so I did a bit more digging. My “ah-ha” moment will also (hopefully) shine a light on some of the hateful, hurtful, and belittling rhetoric that seems to be so prevalent and tolerated by many in today’s society.
For anyone who does not know me personally, I am 4′ 10″.
People calling me shorty, shrimp, pee-wee, tiny tot, smurf, little-one, or any number of demeaning terms that point out the obvious in a hurtful way is painful and unwelcome. This hurtful behavior didn’t just happen once or twice as a child or even just once or twice as an adult. This is what I call a “pain of 1,000 cuts and jabs.” It happens on a regular basis, almost weekly, and it still goes on. And, no, folks! It’s not ok, and it’s not funny! [Sorry, Randy Newman, no matter what your intention the lyric “short people got no reason to live” is not satirical, it’s sick & offensive! Love your work; hate this song!]
Sure, I’ve developed a thick skin about it, and I’m even guilty of making the jokes first to avoid the onslaught that I anticipate to be inevitable in many situations. I’ve always figured that if I can make the best “short jokes” first, then I won’t have to listen to the lamest short jokes from anyone else. Well, that attitude & practice stops today!
Part of who I’ve become as both a person and an artist is because of my tiny stature. At 4’10” I’ve often been teased and been made to feel unimportant, overlooked, insignificant, and ignored. This has made me feel a bit angry & defiant, too. In most cases, however, my anger has been channeled into something positive. My anger & defiance has led me to feel strongly about injustices in our world which then leads me to advocate for others and change the way people see these injustices. It is this feeling of insignificance that makes me notice the little things in our fragile world, and then paint them in important, noticeable, and unusual ways.
This breakthrough may indeed be the very essence of my mission as an artist, but for now I am concerned about what this means for our common humanity.
Bottom line: Please, stop and think before saying something that may hurt another person. It’s not that hard. Just walk a mile in someone else’s shoes before you verbalize that thought that just flashed across your mind, and then ask yourself, “How would I feel if someone said this to me while I was feeling vulnerable?”
No matter what makes us unique, I believe that we are all created in the image and likeness of God, “Then God said: Let us make human beings in our image, after our likeness” (Gen. 1:26). And (my favorite!) “I praise you [God], because I am wonderfully made” (Ps. 139:14) pretty much sums it all up for me.