outside the box

....pondering why we come of age learning to color in the lines only to grow up and strain to think outside the box... 

....innovation rests in the hearts and minds of children who havent yet learn the "correct" way to do everything  

 

 

Thank you all for sharing in my journey of creation. I am humbled to be living my truth everyday. Aloha nui loa to my collectors who have always believed in me. - Carrie Able

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I feel a future...

 


Even before I was old enough to comprehend what it meant,  I knew that being a "lesbian" was about the worst thing a woman could be.
Even after coming out to my family I still have an aversion to that word from my early imprinting.

This isn't just a battle won for equal rights, its a battle won for how the queer community is to be viewed and treated.

When i heard the Supreme Court Decision today, I don't just feel a victory... I feel a future... a future where subtle public affections don't illicit snide remarks or threats from strangers... a future where queer families are not viewed as a complicating circumstance for the child...... a future where our children cant even imagine a life without legal equality.
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Thank you all for sharing in my journey of creation. I am humbled to be living my truth everyday. Aloha nui loa to my collectors who have always believed in me. - Carrie Able

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the lone red painting and me

 

This photo was taken the week after I left Hawaii.  Most of my work was left at galleries in Hawaii, however I did bring the tiny red painting that I was working on the moment I decided to leave.  That same week I received a call from the Bay Area Vagina Monologues asking for a donation. Even though we had never met, they understood me and what I had been through just from looking at my work. Their fundraiser had "Red" in the title so I thought my lone small painting would be perfect so I sent it to them. You can see this painting on the right, behind my left shoulder.

 

I think artists of all kinds feel the most vulnerable when they are truely understood. 

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