Last Friday was a good day. I felt confident, energized, and playful.
Also, beautiful.
I know that the amount of bodily scrutiny and criticism I am subjected to to is trivial, compared to women of size. Nevertheless, the pressure to conform to the beauty standards is very real. I’m fucking tired [...]
It’s been a year since the photo experiment; thus, a foray into nostalgic narcissism is in order.
I feel that I have learned much more from this project in two months than I expected.
Were it possible to live only in the worlds we construct with shared meanings between like-minded folk, everything would be peachyfuckingkeen. Unfortunately, we all bump up against the Dominant Paradigm Of Mainstream Culture, which seems to be continually [...]
I saw Margaret Cho last night. She was incredible, of course. I respect her so much, because she is the model of a non-traditional activist. Her show is uproariously funny, and also poignant and moving. By broadening our definitions of activism to include humor, art, and play, we have a much [...]
Although many of these pictures have been less than flattering lately, posting them doesn’t embarrass me anymore. I still feel beautiful. Whee.
I know, I suck, I’m sorry. It’s been an exceedingly hectic coupla days.
4.27.08
4.28.08
today, my best Bjork impression:
A random person walked by me when I was holding a flower and practicing making faces, before I had my camera out, and gave me a rather odd look. I can’t say I blame him.
