Today, I made some calming manatees, but most of them are the wrong size to go on the site.
Oh well. Would you like them?
If I could choose how, with whom, and under what circumstances a trigger occurs, it wouldn’t be trauma. If I could hone it like a weapon for altercation, if I could reserve it only for my enemies, if I could save it up in jars to take to the ocean and release there for the sea to take- I would. Until then. No time, space, love, touch, kiss, intimacy, trust, or person is exempt, above or beyond meeting my keeper. I am not a victim or a prisoner, but I am never alone.
Black exotic dancers: undervalued and underpaid
Even in the most feminist of desire industries, such as the Lusty Lady strip club in San Francisco whose workers successfully unionized in the late ’90s, the erotic value of black bodies remains decidedly unequal to those of…
‘21 year old Tesnim Sayar was born and raised in Odense, with the Turkish Muslim descent. She defines herself as Muslim punk and grow rebellious punk clothing style and culture, but live according to his own religious beliefs. Tesnim says:’
“my message is also that you should not continue to believe that Muslim girls are just sitting at home is boring. . I’m tired of people’s generalizations and stereotypes about Muslim girls. Therefore, I am punk.”
check out original site http://mydisguises.com/2011/08/25/muslim-punk-fashion/
This is clearly where real punk escaped to…. love it.
Privilege is expecting that marginalized people have nothing better to do than educate you on your privilege. Please read a book.
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AliCè is a visual artist, illustrator, set designer and painter. Based in Rome, she has lived and worked in U.K., France and Spain. AliCè has travelled the world bringing her art to the streets of many countries.
“I create art about people and their relationships, I’m interested in representing human feelings and exploring different points of view. I especially like to depict strong and independant women.”
See more of her work here
(Sorry I couldn’t find bigger photos, click them to make them bigger though)
Rebecca Belmore, Vigil, 2002 (stills from a video of the performance)
Mourning/remembrance/healing performance.
This was a direct reference to the Pickton murders (murders of Indiginous women in Vancouver), which made it a public ritual with political end. The features of the performance were: scrubbing the streets, her arms covered with names of missing women, ripping a flower through her teeth, nailing her dress to a telephone pole and tearing out of it until she was left in her underwear (as recreation of dehumanization process and sexual violence inflicted upon them), and spoke the women’s names.
Her performance brought the women alive again and simultaneously, addressed the invisibility of their absence (they were not given enough priority in the media and in police investigative efforts because of their low status in society as Indigenous women and as sex workers).
Men who want to flirt with women have to realize: Women live in a state of continual vigilance about sexual safety. It’s like having a mild case of hay fever that never goes away. It’s not debilitating. You’re not weak. You’re not afraid. You just suck it up and get on with your life. It’s nothing that’s going to stop you from making discoveries, or climbing mountains, or falling in love. Sometimes you can almost forget about it. It doesn’t mean it’s not there, subtly sucking your energy. You learn to avoid situations that make it worse and seek out conditions that make it better.
If a female stranger is wary around you, it is not because she suspects you are a rapist, or that all men are rapists. It’s because a general level of circumspection is what vigilance requires. Don’t take it personally.
If this frustrates you, try to remember that women are blamed for lapsed vigilance. If a woman does get raped, everyone rushes to see where she let her guard down. Was she drinking? Was she alone? Was she wearing a short skirt? Did she go to a strange man’s room for coffee at 4am?
A woman must be seen to be vigilant as well as be vigilant. If she is deemed insufficiently vigilant, she will be at least partly blamed for any sexual violence that befalls her. If she’s regarded as downright reckless, that “evidence” can be used to completely exonerate her rapist. If it comes down to a he said/she said dispute over whether sex was consensual, as so many rape cases do, the dispute becomes a referendum on whether the woman seems like the sort of reckless person who would have sex with a stranger.
If a woman does go back to a strange man’s hotel room at 4am, even if she only wants a coffee and conversation, she’s more or less given him the power to rape her. No jury is going to believe she went up there for anything but sex. So, don’t be surprised if a stranger reacts badly to that suggestion.
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Attention, Space Cadets: Do Not Proposition Women in the Elevator I wish I didn’t need to reblog stuff like this. I wish people *got it*. But judging from the ridiculous response to these posts, stuff like this clearly still needs to be repeated. (via lavender-labia) You’re either loose, (some young girls of color are just automatically marked “fast” as soon as their bodies develop) or a stuck up bitch. Either way your sexuality, or how others want to decide what your sexuality is, is the main factor that determines how human others want to treat you… (via newwavefeminism) yeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss |
