The Netherlands, 1989

ik ben een Moeder / i am a Mother 

Sometimes you tend to ask me what I am. In reference to, career, religion, politics, sexuality, gender. My answer; i am a Mother. So tell me, what are you?  In search to get in touch with you I make work, with the hope of making contact. Contact because of that work and as a work. Playing, with appearance and language, trying to make you believe me, to recognize me or reject me.  Hey: I try to get in touch with you.  Via, photography, video, music, presence and I wrote you, ''aan de mannelijkheid'' (DUTCH)  I am waiting