本期主要聊聊老孙去悉尼参加女权播客线下活动参后感，及其引发的一些思考！
附上老李提到的给女性创作者妈妈的诗
THIS IS NOT A COMEBACK. IT’S A CHAPTER.
We haven’t disappeared. We are not gone.
We’re not returning to who we were.
Stronger. Reborn. More necessary than ever.
We are not invisible.
Even if we haven’t posted in months.
Even if we missed every single open call.
Even if the art world sounds like a party we weren’t invited to.
We are not less serious because we change nappies.
Not less conceptual because ‘gaga’ outnumbers ‘biennale’.
We. Are. Still. Here.
Not erased - distilled
The studio is calling.
We once had time and focus.
Now we work with urgency.
Goodbye tortured genius. Hello chaos.
We leap between feeds and drop-offs.
Headspace hijacked hourly.
Still - we show up.
Not despite it. Through it.
It’s messy. It’s vital.
Motherhood doesn’t pause our creativity- it pressure-tested it.
Now we’re bulletproof.
Guilt is a liar.
It says we are stealing time from our kids.
But we are showing them how a dream is made.
Let them smell it baking.
Let them hear the sound of showing up.
Let them watch us rise.
Mothers who dream.
Who show discipline.
Who take radical responsibility.
No school teaches that. That’s our legacy.
We need time. Space. A door that closes.
Not for luxury - for survival.
Even 30 mins is sacred.
One sketch counts.
One corner is a comeback.
Closet. Floor. Car. Phone note - make it holy
A place to return.
Proof we still got it.
So our work got more emotional? Good. That’s our new medium.
New size. New voice. New fire.
Mother and artist don’t cancel out.
They amplify.
We reach out - even when it’s awkward.
To mentors. Curators. Strangers online.
We build the village.
Private view. Baby on back.
Breastfeeding at install.
Unapologetic. Unmissable.
The world doesn’t need another apology.
It needs our voice.
We don’t need more time.
We need more truth.
We say NO to what’s not urgent -
And we are not sorry.
We make work.
We make noise.
We make history.
We didn’t stop being artists.
We became fighters.
And the best work of our lives?
It’s waiting for our permission.
Now rise.
- Noe Kuremoto