For the Love of My Belly - The Main Library (Salt Lake City Public Library System) | Kids Out and About Salt Lake City

For the Love of My Belly - The Main Library (Salt Lake City Public Library System)

The artist statement for this exhibit boldly begins: "I have decided to love my stomach. The round curvaceous mound that I have carried with me. As she gained inches through life, I chose to compress her under Spanx that were sizes too small. Form contouring tights hid under loose fitting jeans, leaving only gaps for breathe. I am curious if she was telling me to take up space. If my expanding waistline was yelling at me to grab at more area on this earth. To stretch the skin around me and claim for myself this slightly larger circumference of life. I declare that my fat cells are my heroes. The only ones in my body who owned up to the audacity of growth." Bea Hurd is a Salt Lake City based artist who studied Sculpture Intermedia at the University of Utah. After college, she went on to teach art at West Jordan High School, where she currently teaches. After realizing her devotion to materially based sculpture, Bea uses her practice as a way to meditate on what has her mind at any given moment.

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Full Artist Statement: 

"I have decided to love my stomach.

The round curvaceous mound that I have carried with me.

As she gained inches through life, I chose to compress her under Spanx that were sizes too small. Form contouring tights hid under loose fitting jeans, leaving only gaps for breathe.

I am curious if she was telling me to take up space.

If my expanding waistline was yelling at me to grab at more area on this earth. To stretch the skin around me and claim for myself this slightly larger circumference of life.

I declare that my fat cells are my heroes.

The only ones in my body who owned up to the audacity of growth.

On days that I felt warms streams of tears crashing down red laced cheeks, it was my stomach who dared to push out. She heaved at skin and made tapestry of gashes where resistance was met.

I used to meet these gashes with superfluous amounts of coco butter and overpriced skin serums. Slathering my body so heavily that as I crawled in bed at night, I could simultaneously butter my sheets. Though these processes never once helped the state of my skin, that was not the matter. To me, it was the ritual of the creams, and the acknowledgment that I was vehemently in opposition to this appearance. I was the enemy of my body, and by what I have learned, I am only to assume this is the goal.

The goal that is,

to be standing atop a scale, face like a cherry tomato, eyes, avoiding the enticement of relief that the nearby toilet could offer. I counted calories and jotted down numbers in biblical importance. The goal, to stash half of my dinner under napkins, vigorously do jumping jacks behind bedroom door sanctuary. Guzzle water till stomach cramps made triumph to hunger pangs. My reality had turned into a lifestyle dominated by bodily brutality taking guise as health.

I cried once when I ate a chocolate bar.

I now see my stomach folds as skin reaching to lay soft kisses atop itself. My weight is my body holding me down to the earth, in an attempt to remind me that I am here.

My stomach is a formidable presence of self-care."


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Location:

210 East 400 South
Salt Lake City, UT, 84111
United States

Phone:

801.524.8200
Contact name: 
Qinn Smith, Assistant Director of Marketing and Communications
Email address: 
Dates: 
01/26/2023
01/27/2023
01/28/2023
Time: 
See website for details
Price: 
Free

Ages

All Ages