I am
compelled to speak of the tragic fire on December 2nd where 36
people died many of whom were artists of various talents. The Los Angeles Times
did an article on the people that died and interviewed family, friends, or
colleagues that had known them. http://www.latimes.com/local/california/la-me-oakland-fire-victims-2016-htmlstory.html
As I read this article, I kept hearing about
people who were kind, caring, quirky, fun-loving, thoughtful, and talented.
Many had come here to the Bay area and stayed because they had found a place
where they were accepted and encouraged to be themselves. Some people want
others who are different to fit into a mold that “society” says is the “norm”
and try to sell it as “you can be so much more”, but trying to fit into someone
else’s or society’s mold only makes you less. It is soul crushing.
The
Institute of Mosaic Art started out in a converted factory off the Fruitvale
exit not far from the Ghost Ship warehouse, and that is where the comparison
ends. Fortunately, Laurel True and her partners were able to update and renovate the Institute. That is
where I started taking classes in mosaics in 2005. I was in a precarious
emotional place at the time, and this warm and caring artistic community
welcomed me and gave me a safe haven to heal. There were no expectations that I
needed to fulfill.
At first, I
felt like an impostor as they immediately referred to me as a mosaic artist,
but then I started to evolve into my own style (still evolving) of artist, and
realized that if others see you a certain way and encourage you to be what you
so very much want that you eventually will become some form of that. And by
some form of that, I mean that we are all different and a true expression of
self is unique.
In this way,
I feel a kinship with these struggling artists who found a safe haven where
they could be free to laugh, dance, and celebrate their incomparable selves. My
heart grieves that they had to die in such a manner, and to all of you who lost
a love one in the fire, I am so sorry for your loss.