Despite the bitter cold, people still braved the elements to come to see the work in progress on Unheard Until Marriage and the sense of excitement about the work has really motivated me to keep pushing forward with it. The audience were intrigued by the way the work was developing and said how striking the installation was. It's something that I had almost lost sight of, being so immersed in the details of the technical construction of the piece.
It's a difficult process, emotionally as well as technically, I keep taking steps back from the work, my mind going a little haywire! I feel almost out of control now that the work is taking shape and that feeling is making me doubt myself and my decisions. It's so unlike me; I'm usually so determined and sure of myself that I'm craving the time to reflect and explore what this work is exposing in me, something I hadn't anticipated.
Strange thoughts and feelings race through my mind and soul, all over the place. I can't keep track of them or contain them. My artwork has always reflected on my personal emotions in response to an experience of mutliculturalism; of similarities and differences, of ethics and values, of who we and who I am in a western society, but this is the first time that the work has been such a powerful force that it's pushing into every part of my life. I don't know if I should be frightened of this or celebrate it!