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The Sickness

I has it.

I have yet to upload more new pics, and I have them- in the form of a damn-near completed painting on ceramic tile, and a few new art journal entries.

Today I called in to work. I have the cold, creeping crud, whatever it is that is “going around” at my workplace. It landed at about 4AM and wouldn’t let me sleep. Now I am supposed to be resting, but  think I have too much sugar energy from the juice I’ve been drinking. So I have been splattering paint around.

And also, while all that’s been going on the nation has dipped into a financial crisis that has been coming for quite some time yet is still a deeply stinging slap to the comfort and coziness we gringos all get a bit too wrapped up in sometimes. The government is giving to a small fistful of giant corporations what they could give to each of us- they could gift every woman, child, and man in this country with a few grand [talk about your economic stimulus, eh?]- but when Big Daddy Sam bails out, he bails out “corporate entities,” not people.

:: Shakes an angry fist at the democrats, who should know better, who DO know better but who’re too fucking wrapped up in their own white fucking privilege to give a goddam about anybody past the ends of their noses ::

I’ve decided. I’m voting to have a Black man for president. After he wins, I’m gonna start organizing for the Green Party. :: throws up hands :: I just don’t know what else to do.


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No Cigarettes… 73.5 hours….

So yeah, I haven’t smoked cigarettes in that many hours. Which ain’t too bad for someone who started smoking when she was 11 and has never quit for a whole day since.

Doesn’t change the fact that I want to rip my hair out and stomp around and holler at people. Especially stupid people. They’re on the shitlist tonight.

I went and told myself I wouldn’t get all bothered by the dumbass bullshit people would say about me when I talked about how I was against porn, and that I was a radfem, etc. and so forth. I was doing the zen thing, you know? Just trying to let it be “their” problem and not mine. I’ve been pretty good at that for the last several months.

But the sheer idiocy in formulating arguments gets me all riled up; insistence upon some mythological “hierarchy of oppressions” instead of attempting to understand intersectionality- that gets me a bit cheesed off.

It’s easier to blame women for society’s problems than it is to get to the real root of things, I think mainly ’cause that would necesitate self-reflection on the part of those making the accusations. Those goddam feminists. What the hell have they ever done for us, right? I mean, it like 90% of all fucking liberation theory comes from a mix of feminist and black nationalist thought, right? God dammit. I say to these folks the same fucking thing I say to fundamentalist Christians: start by reading your own god damned books.

It is divisive for feminists to try and beat up on trans people. It is also divisive for transpeople to beat up on feminists.

Being a woman is NOT a privilege. It doesn’t lead to the same place being “white” does. Yeah, the two experiences intertwine for some people. But being a woman means being relegated to a sub-human class. In our class system, there is only one class who is deemed fully-human, and recieves the rights and privileges, pretty much free of charge, that come with that privileged birth. And if the class you’re in is class woman, then those things aren’t yours for the taking.

Trans people don’t have institutional power. Nor do women of any kind, trans or not. The man sits back and laughs at us while we have these little “tiffs.” And he’s got every reason to, because we are acting really stupid when we don’t get along.

Anyhoo. I’m gonna go roll around in bed for a while. I have such a temper the past couple days, jeez.

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House Rules

1. Be Nice to Everyone. This includes the people you don’t agree with. The only one here with license to be un-nice is me, and generally I won’t use it.

2. No flaming, trolling, or any other form of passive aggressive blog sabotage. I know the patterns. I’ll ban you.

3. No porn. No links to porn. No million questions about “is it art or is it porn?” unless that is something that I decide to post about. If you made it, and it looks like porn, then it’s porn, and if you post it here, it’ll get deleted.

4. NO name calling (this means no attacks on someone’s identity, no telling someone they’re NOT something that they identify as, and in general no presumption of the right to define reality for someone else.)

5. I deem this part of blogland to be a safe, hate-free, anti-pornography space for all women. My hope is that all kinds of women will eventually participate in the conversation. That said, there will be no toleration of any kind of anti-woman hate speech on this website- and there will be no toleration for anti-lesbian, anti- trans, or anti-feminist rhetoric of any kind. And at the end of the day, the judgment call is mine to make. There will be no flame wars here- it’s been too destructive everywhere else. IF I see it starting to happen here I’ll just utilize the “delete” feature till it stops.

6. Now that all the “what not to do” bits are out there, I DO want you all to comment and converse and have fun. I really like the idea of everyone feeling welcome here. I don’t like having to make rules, but it seems inevitable. There are folks out there who like to really bring women down, especially when they are outspoken against the porn industry, and the point of having these rules is more or less to warn those folks (they know damn well who they are) that it just ain’t gonna work here.

7. A WARNING: if you do get triggered by naked-ness, there are some pictures that I might post of women who are naked that might bother you. Sorry. I do have a tendency to paint non-pornographic pictures of women who are either naked or topless. You might see boobs and pubic hair sometimes. I think I already mentioned that somewhere.

Ok, that’s all. If you have any genuine questions you can feel free to email me. My contact info is right out there in big, red font.

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Starting Something…

I started a new painting last night, I think I mentioned it in my post. I am very excited about it. Laid down the background colors last night, and put gold paint in all the colors. Dunno why, I have been spoiled by the effect of just a little touch of shimmer.

I am trying to decide whether I should go ahead and sketch the face or not. Anyways.

I think I might post pictures of my progress. Have to figure out where the USB cord is to this confounded digital camera…


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Testing, 1, 2…

First post on wordpress. Testing the waters. Waiting for a storm to hit my neck of the woods.

I’m sleepy right now, and have to get up early. Spent most of the evening tinkering on the way this thing looks.

For a while I’ve needed a place to put my writings, but only recently have I developed a need for space for visual art. I suppose I just wanted to hide my few sketches and hid my fear behind a lack of color. But after investing precious dollars into acrylic paints and brushes and canvas I feel compelled to display the results of said investment, somewhere, and I guess if I am going to talk about how I see the world I ought to also paint it from that perspective.

A warning: sometimes my paintings have boobs and pubic hair in them. So if that bugs you, I apologize. But you will most likely see some boobs and some pubic hair rendered in acryilic or in oil pastels somewhere on these pages at some point in time.

You will note that there is an “about the artist” page, and soon to come are the “rules” and the “why porn is bad” pages, which will be special and stand on their own. I want the folks who visit to be able to see them, don’t want them lost in the shuffle.

Also, you will notice the creative commons license to your right. :: points :: Please. Notice that.

And now, she crashes. G’night.

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