Showing posts with label frustration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frustration. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Forging on





The way things look may not be the way they are. I have felt that there are many pitfall to being a young, black South African woman. One is that there are many people waiting to decide who are what you are before you can. I am previously disadvantaged, submissive, can not possibly be accomplished. The impending series of rings is an expression of the frustration I feel about feeling that others have decided who i am or should be, so i don't make decisions about the rings until I'm making them. They still have the quality of not making sense until worn. I am intrigued by this quality.