ARTIST’S STATEMENT I Am I remember the first time I thought that I might be. It didn’t make sense that I was. But how was I to know? I wasn’t a hair dresser, or a florist, or a cross dresser. They were the only ones I knew. I wasn’t like them. So, I couldn’t be. Maybe everyone had the same feelings as me. Felt like me. That would make me normal. And I lived my life as if I was. Normal. I dated. Women I married and bought a house. It was all as it should be. Once I fell in love. With a man. We had a torrid affair. And again, I thought that I might be. But I had an infant son. And I couldn’t be. Dads couldn’t be. It was 1975. So, I forgot about it. For the most part. I remembered to straighten my wrist when the topic came up. Deepen my voice. I acted more like a man. And I wasn’t. Time passed. Years passed. The world changed. I changed. I rarely wondered if I was. I knew. One n...
I am a Queer quilt maker, storyteller and social activist. Currently, I’m working to change the world; to make it a better place. I do this because I can. We all can. And I try to speak my truth, even my voice shakes. I’m no longer updating this site. Follow me on my NEW website … billstearman.ca email ... b.stearman@hotmail.com