Woman Was the Word is a project Tyler and I envisioned in observation of the nature in which women are present in the art world, specifically in regards to music. We found that though women are present, their presence is often unknown or unrecognized. While most fields are male dominant, this may not be entirely true in visual arts and music. Women are present, but in a community like the blog community, the presence of their talents can often go under-appreciated in the almost camouflage nature of blogging. The idea of the project was to unveil and illuminate the persistent talents of females whilst tying together all aspects of this community. We asked three remarkable female bloggers to write pieces, poetry, stories, about anything that made them feel inspired to put pen to paper. The three bloggers who participated were Holly of East to West, Katie of Heavy Percussion, and Nada of Friends With Both Arms. Those three pieces they wrote were then interpreted by three female musicians who we asked to make original songs inspired by the writing. The three musicians who participated were Elizabeth Rose (who’s song was inspired by Holly’s piece), Rachel Levy (who’s song was inspired by Katie’s piece), and Yohuna + Adelyn Rose (who’s song was inspired by Nada’s piece). All three songs were then sent to a female artist and videographer, Heather Daniels, who created one video for all three tracks. In result, we’ve received art across all mediums that pay magnificent tribute to the work of women in this world and we’d like to share it with you. You can download the three songs here and below are the three pieces written by the bloggers for the project:

Elizabeth Rose- ” Throw Me To The Stars ”  (Inspired by East to West)

Rachel Levy- ” Pierced “  (Inspired by Heavy Percussion)

Yohuna & Adelyn Rose- ” All The Slow Songs (Waiting) “ (Inspired by Friends With Both Arms)

A piece by Holly (East to West) :

Of all the hopelessness that came before –

Dripping in great blue drops down to the floor

And mixing with a scattering of cheap delights.

Thoughts were wild, untamed,

And unruliness reigned –

Vying to fill an ever-deepening void.

But one by one, the sparks did come –

First heat, then smoke, then flame.

A blazoning heat, an unstoppable heat –

Together, we’re fueling the fire.

Now I’m warm inside,

With you on my mind;

Chaos is now order,

As hope is reignited. 

So the ice does thaw,

As the intensity calls

And our fire burns long into the night.

 —-

A piece by Katie (Heavy Percussion) :

I’m laying in shades of green and grey

I don’t want to look at you

This isn’t happiness

Even though we pretend it’s so

Across the ocean she still holds your heart

You’re too scared to give it me

It’s always the same story

Unwilling to let go

Unwilling to swim

Still I go through the motions

Trying to break through your heart

As I end up breaking my own

—-

A piece by Nada (Friends With Both Arms):

Preserved, in all fragility- I maintained. 

A discourse in observtion, uninterested.

Bored of all the slow songs, off key.

Men of all kinds to come, and 

repeat their words; all the same. 

Eager, at my feet. Dull. 

Possessed by no dimension, flat surfaces

and borrowed stories. Parades of conquest, 

broad shoulders, forced chivalry. Bored. 

I was without a warm body but my own. 

Revelled in, outstretched limbs to a bed, unshared.

Delighted in freedom. 

Never to decorate myself in fear, in hope.

I was of my own, belonging to no one but my

own heart, and perhaps only that of my father’s. 

But you were unplanned, unknown.

Your tongue, without all the sweet words

I knew, no charm, no steady smile. 

Your offer: simply that we’d love. 

All thoughts and worry of self maintenance- dissolved. 

All consciousness of self, and all the weight of I, relinquished.

I would not be yours, you would not be mine

But we would walk in rhythm, together

until our skin aged and loosened

until our silhouettes made new shapes

until our children would see us out of this world,

walking, in stride. 

I knew myself little, before you. 

It was in love, that I knew the

reasons for all my lonely, young breaths.

Waiting, for you. 

Much Love,

Eloise and Tyler

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