An interesting life

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An interesting life?

I want to talk to you about my life, growing up in Reading,
growing up in Thailand,
growing up in Scotland,

growing up in Timbuktu.

I want to talk to you about my mother,
my mothers mother, my mothers mothers mother,
and all that preceded them,
I want to go back to the start of time and talk about the entire history of all the wombs that lead to this womb.
I want to talk about all of the lunch breaks,
at the factory,
the pub,
the office,
park bench,
in bed,
out of work,
with sushi,
with corned beef sandwiches,
in packed lunches,
on china plates,
in clear boxes,
on countertops.

I want to cover all my experiences,
my urges my problems, my successes my desires,
my hair cuts, lack of hair, bad dies, good dies, perms even,
my days of going to work coming home, repeat, repeat, repeat, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home,
my weekends becoming a pain, my weekend successes,
my time management, my relaxed lifestyle,
I want you to know my lies,
my cover ups,
my get by’s,
my excused,
my attempts at decency,
my discrepancies,
my emotional ties.

Lets talk about the people I will forgive no matter what,

those that can do no wrong,
my wife, my dad, my child, my sister, my granddaughter, the co-op worker i see every day, the sleeping man on the tube, the school kids that press my bell, the neighbour who cares, the child who doesn’t, the friend who forgot, the friend I forgot,

I want to think about all the places I have lived the small ones, big ones, shit ones, old ones, pointless ones,
angry ones, revolutionary ones,
the ones I had no choice about, the compromises,

the commute, the wall textures, the carpeted bathrooms, the small halls becoming sitting-rooms,
the bedrooms becoming entire homes,

I want to talk about going out, coffees, cans in the park,
pints in the pub,
wine with pizza and a tiramisu, birthdays,

work do's,
free beer, squash,
big fry-ups, little snacks,
bags of nuts, crisps, forgotten chewing gum, dancing at the right and wrong moments.

I want to talk to you about the years where nothing really happened, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home,
going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home,
going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home,

going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home, going to work, coming home.

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Demelza Watts (UK, B. 1990) is an artist based in London. The everyday and the familiar are essential in Watts’ practice. Watts’ concern is how the home affects creative thought. What is the impact of the home on socialising, on imagination, on play, in making communities, on our compassion and on our political agency? Watts uses collage, installation, text and video as fast mediums. Recent projects include; Wow, kāds Lielisks skats an installation at ISSP Gallery in Riga (2020), Poems from the Planets (solo) a performance commission at the British Library as part of Art Night (2019) and residencies at Nida Art Colony Lithuania and This will take time San Francisco (all 2019). Watts’ work has been shown at; British Library (2019), Somerset House, London (2018); ICA, Baltimore (2018); Tate Modern, London (2018); ARoS Aarhus Kunstmuseum, Aarhus (2018) Marjorie Barrick Museum, Las Vegas (2017), Contemporary Art Centre, Vilnius (2017); Midway Contemporary Art, Minneapolis (2016); Whitechapel Gallery, London (2015); Camden Arts Centre, London (2015); Royal Academy, London (2015).