The War on Women: My Fiery 2 Cents

One of the most disturbing things I’ve had to watch in the past few years has been this ‘War on Women’. When you say that out loud, it sounds ridiculous, but the matter is anything but ridiculous.

It’s terrifying…

I remember being told of the women who fought and suffered so that I could have the rights I do now… The right to vote, to have an abortion, even the right to accuse my spouse of rape (though that definitely isn’t the case with my relationship). It’s amazing to think that until the mid 1980s, a wife COULDN’T accuse her husband of rape.

Now, in the last few years, I’ve watched as representatives try to take those same rights away, and the truly terrifying thing is that the fight to keep them is so small. Perhaps that’s because these representatives haven’t been listening, because they twist their words and make it seem like what they’re doing is good, is helpful, ‘isn’t that big of a change’, but what people are missing is that little changes add up, and make way for bigger changes.

We’re regressing as a country, going backwards. Does nobody else see this? We’re losing our democracy to a tyranny of corporations and religion.

Let’s look at a rundown of how these individuals, who are supposed to be representing us, are putting holes in every aspect of how a woman handles the intimate matter of pregnancy:

Stage 1: Prevention

Contraception is a useful and necessary tool in modern society. That’s right, I said tool. Preventing unwanted pregnancies is beneficial in all parts of the world.

However, I’m sure we all remember Rush Limbaugh equating the use of contraception to whoring, and sadly I’m sure he’s not the only one who sees it this way. These men and women can bury their heads in the sand (or up their asses) all they want, but in today’s world, premarital sex is increasingly common, and all their ‘abstinence only’ sex ed talks don’t seem to be making much of a dent in that behavior. You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink, that sort of thing. That doesn’t mean all of those women are whores, that doesn’t mean they’re sleeping with everything that moves, and I don’t see them blaming the men who sleep with those women. They never do. We’re a victim blaming culture. A man seduces a woman, but it’s the woman’s fault for being seduced. A man rapes a woman, but it’s her fault for dressing that way. We never fault the men for their urges.

The goal was to prevent women’s health care from providing cheap, affordable, and sometimes free birth control and other contraceptive measures. Who do you think that’s going to affect? Do you think these Senators and Reps, with their money and their pensions and their suits, that their wives and daughters are going to Women’s Health Care for their problems? No, they have health insurance, REAL health insurance, and can afford their contraception. The people this would effect are the poor, the ones who can’t afford the contraception, nor the extra mouth to feed, or the medical bills. These are also the people who would end up, if they haven’t already, on the ever growing list on government assistance. Without that contraception, their family grows, and they end up requiring more money from the government. We bitch whine and moan about how much goes into helping this people while we’re also trying to make them need it more. It makes no sense.

I know the primary argument is “Well if they showed some self control, don’t have sex if you can’t handle the consequences,” but the people making that argument probably have no room to talk. With government spending as high as it is, and our debt growing in leaps and bounds while they dump more money into the rich and wait to see if it gets to the poor, they have NO room to talk about ‘self control’. Do you see many political candidates with 5-6 kids or more? No. Do you know why? Either their wife is too old to have more children, or is on contraception, or he’s having an affair with some younger woman who is also on contraception. Forgive me if I don’t assume they simply live faithfully to their wives without getting it on, I’ve lost my faith in richer humanity.

All of this aside, they’re ignoring the bigger picture. They would rather be ‘righteous’ than do what is most beneficial to the state of our country. While they feel like they did the right thing, their reliance on others to do the same will cause growing populations until we reach a number we can not financially support, and then what? What’s their plan if and when that happens? They don’t have one. We’ll all end up looking up at them, waiting for them to do something, and they won’t have a clue. I don’t want to wind up at that point.

Stage 2: Rape, “Forcible” Rape, Anti-Marital Rape

It isn’t just contraception, though. There’s also the matter of ‘the act’. It doesn’t matter how it starts, if a woman WAS compliant at the beginning; if, at ANY point, she says ‘no’, ‘stop’, ‘i’ve changed my mind, I don’t want this’, it becomes rape. The men at the top of our political ladder don’t see it that way. They blame the women (again, not the men who had the desire to force themselves onto an uncooperative woman, but the women for being there to be uncooperative).

It’s not just the men though. So many people in our society blame the victim. I agree that a lot of women dress in unacceptable clothing, and I don’t think those women truly understand that their clothing and attitude sends messages,

BUT

that doesn’t make it acceptable for a man to rape a woman (or another man. Yes it happens, it’s still unacceptable, obviously). Did you know the most common article of clothing worn by women when they’ve been raped is sweatpants? Do you think sweatpants are provocative and sexy? No, me either. So why else could she deserve being raped? Maybe she said or did something to suggest to him that she was willing to have sex in a dark alley where no one else can see or hear her? Still not a good enough reason, because then that man has to have ‘assumed’ she was okay with it. Sex is an intimate (duh) and very personal thing, regardless of how SOME people may handle it. A man should still have to ask permission, and ‘assuming’ isn’t ‘asking’. So then what? Because she didn’t fight back? A rapist isn’t normally going to go after a fighter. His goal is to take away your hope, and belief that you can be helped, because it would be exhausting to try and deal with a struggling individual when most have a hard enough time with the act itself. Even then, men are commonly stronger, and bigger, and more capable of fighting than the women they choose to victimize. They aren’t going to choose some butch, kick-boxing champion, femme fatale to abuse; they’re going to choose someone who appears fragile, breakable, and that’s just the truth.

Do you have an image now of the situation? Now granted, there are, quite possibly, some women who were too loose and, regretting it after the face, cry rape to try and redeem themselves, but it seems to me that the goal is to punish all the victims of legitimate rape before a few liars. That woman I described above now has to suffer scrutiny and punishment from her own government because of a few liars. Does that seem right to you?

No, no it doesn’t. And if it does, than you a misogynistic bigot and shouldn’t be allowed to make decisions regarding the rights of women in this country anyway.

But then, they tried to alter the definition of rape. Now they want to call it “Forcible Rape”. Again, targeting women who didn’t appear to fight, or who gave up fighting. These are laws being made by men who were never raped and… quite frankly, a part of me thinks they should be, or at least they should be shown the terrorizing event that is rape. To have your spirit broken by a strange man and then to have another tell you that it’s your fault and you don’t deserve any sympathy.

I’m about to be rude, because this makes me very angry.

Look, assholes, the ONLY thing that defines rape is consent, whether it’s present or not. The absence of a no is NOT a yes, and a yes can be WITHDRAWN at any time. Everything else is irrelevant.

Then there’s anti-marital rape. Some of those same men believe that a woman cries rape against her husband to get out of messy divorces. AGAIN, always with the blaming of the women! Yes divorces are messy, and MAYBE a woman had that motivation for doing so, but it shouldn’t be enough to suddenly doubt every other woman of being a victim. The worst thing to do to a victim is to doubt them, because their attacker probably told them that nobody would believe them, and you would be furthering the helplessness they feel, and aiding in the trauma caused by the rapist.

That’s right.

You are aiding. The rapist.
Even worse, Representative Todd Akin actually spread the (bullshit) lie that women who are raped won’t get pregnant because their body senses it and shuts down. And people will believe it. Which will make them think that if the woman did get pregnant, she must not have ACTUALLY been raped.

So what does all of this mean?

Stage 3: Abortion

We’ve come to this utterly messy and violent topic, and I’m not talking about the act itself, but rather the commotion discussing it causes. Pro Life. Pro choice. Anti Abortion. Pro Abortion. Is it a baby? Does it have rights?

I don’t care to argue all of that issue. Suffice to say I’m Pro-Choice, and I hate the changes that have been made to how this is done.

Firstly, let’s just get this out of the way. Some politicians, men and women alike, have been spreading the rumor that money that goes to women’s health care providers such as Planned Parenthood goes towards providing abortions for ‘irresponsible’ poor women.

This is a lie, by the way. Nothing about that is true. The Women’s Health Care is only available to non-pregnant women in the interest of preventing unwanted pregnancy. The moment a woman becomes pregnant, and would thus NEED an abortion, her benefits cease. What do you know, your politicians either lied to you or were too stupid to realize this, either way you have a problem.

Now down to business. This requirement that women must receive sonograms and view them before making their decision; look, it isn’t done for the benefit of the child. The people who thought up this rule weren’t thinking of how it would help that child. They wanted the would-be mother to feel BAD. They wanted to inflict shame and pain and guilt onto one of their citizens. For whatever reason, that woman is not ready to HAVE that child, and without even knowing the reasons, they want her to feel like SHIT. What lovely government we have.

So what about those reasons? What reasons could there be?

No father. Single Parenthood is hard… Not quite as hard as it used to be, but still hard… The world is only slightly more acceptation of the sight of a woman and child alone at a restaurant, but only slightly. My own mother was a single mother, and she remembers the dirty looks and the particularly bad service and behavior. My mother was 21 when I was born, my father was negligent and unfit, and she decided it was better to raise me alone then stay with a barely existent father. And I thank her for that choice. I’m successful, I’m in college, I have good grades, I found a loving and supportive boyfriend, and made lots of friends. I have hope for a future, and even though times were hard when I was young, I still grew up happy and with a chance at a life. I wasn’t planned, and it was hard work… She could barely make the money to feed us both, and even then there were times we didn’t eat anything but mac n cheese and balogna sandwiches… We couldn’t get onto food stamps because she ‘made too much money’. We still got by, and did alright.

But not all single parents can do as well as she did. In many ways we were very lucky. We had a supportive and forgiving family. But what happens of that single mother is shunned by her own family? What if her own family is full of addicts and alcoholics? What if there’s no one there to help her? Nobody who doesn’t understand that feeling, who hasn’t known what that’s like, has any right to tell her what she should or shouldn’t do.

What about adoption?

Right, because our adoption and foster care system is so amazing, right? We just hear all sorts of happy stories come out of that institution, like the girl whose own parents chained her to a chair for the first 13 years of her life and never spoke to her and when she was placed in foster care her first family beat her. That one brings me smiles every time.

Foster care and adoption have a lot of problems, people who simply want to foster some kids for the extra money, who don’t care about whether the kids are healthy or not. Some of them may even by pedophiles, whose actions would warp and twist their child into a potential pedophile too. A prospective mother might look at that system and feel that it’s better if this child isn’t brought into that kind of world, that it’s better to wait until a baby is wanted and can be supported than to have it where it may never be wanted at all.

What about health problems?

What if that baby is going to have a lot of defects, defects that would mean a very limited quality of life? What if the mother’s life would be in jeopardy? Even a woman whose abortion would be for their own health has to look at the sonogram of the baby they may WANT to have but CAN’T. They did NOTHING wrong, and yet our government still seeks to hurt them by making them jump through all of these hurdles.

What happens if the baby IS born, to a mother who didn’t want it? What kind of life could you have being resented by your own mother? I don’t think we have to reach too far to imagine that kind of life. Abuse. Hatred. An unhappy home. Maybe they fall in with a bad crowd, maybe they get involved with drugs and alcohol and sex because at least SOMETHING makes them feel good. Next thing you know, the cycle begins again when some guy makes them feel loved and knocks them up and runs. Or worse, we end up with mothers who are too irresponsible to raise their child, who sedate their child and lock them in a car trunk to go partying and aren’t convicted when their child DIES.

But apparently, this is the life that these people want for these children. They have no interest in providing for the child or the mother when they’re born, so long as they’re born. It’s not for the best interest of the child. It for old religious doctrines, or for political campaigns, or for a hatred of free women, but it’s not about the child.

After all of this, it isn’t hard to see why it’s called the “War on Women”. The men who made these decisions won’t really suffer for them. Only the women they’re targeting will.

Sometimes I think a little anarchy would do this country some good. The true dream that the Declaration of Independence was written to achieve has been lost, and maybe after this whole messed up system has been torn down for a while we can try to find it again.

My Message to Congress. Vote NO on SOPA and PIPA

I have no faith in a government that does not seek to protect its people, but rather protects its corporations, and only the ones which line its pockets to do so. The United States Government was intended to protect certain unalienable rights, it has been since the day it was born in 1776, and we’ve come a long way to extend those rights to everyone. This bill is, no matter what the intentions, a violation of those rights, and that alone is a reason to let it go.

Censorship of any kind is heinous. It is wrong for a group of people to assume ‘they know best’ and to decide what information their citizens are allowed to see. It may start with internet piracy, but where would it stop? It’s a gateway for abuse that could lead to such censorship as resembles that of China, who pulls stories of tragedy from their media for the ‘safety of business’ in order to hide the truth.

I wish my government would fight as hard for my rights and democratic liberties as it does for those in third would countries. Can’t you see the country doesn’t want this? If you are meant to reflect the desires and wishes of your constituents, then why aren’t you? If you go against the wants of your people, then why the hell should we bother with elections at all, if nobody is going to accurately represent us as we desired? And if this is the case, then what IS America anymore? Any chance we had of setting an example for the rest of the world would be lost. You KNOW in your GUT that these bills are NOT RIGHT, and that should be ALL you need to know to vote. Vote “no”, reflect the voice of the public, and do what we entrusted you to do when we put you in office.

The Lesser Known War in America : Weight

I just spent a good half hour pouring over a photo album focusing on the weight gains, losses and inconveniences of the rich, beautiful and famous, and find myself so disgusted that, in spite of the number of things I SHOULD be doing right now, I’m going to write about it. Yay me.

For one, I’m not going to say I’m always comfortable with my size, being a somewhat larger woman myself, but my significant other of 13.5 months is. He loves my body, regardless of what I think about it, no matter what I’m wearing, or whether I took the time to do my make up or not. Granted, you might say ‘he’s biased’, but let’s be honest. How often have you seen jerks in movies tell their girlfriends that they couldn’t hurt to lose a few pounds, maybe you should get a salad, I don’t want you to get bigger, and it would be nice if this kind of thing only happened in the movies, but you and I both know that’s not true. I feel very blessed with such a loving boyfriend, who’s very supportive, but he also knows that I have pressures from my family about my weight. I love my family, and I know they’re concerned about my health, but I wish they’d try to find a better way to go about mentioning it.

I got a kinect for Christmas (oh yeaaaah) and with it came 5 games I love (1 that turned out to suck, but that’s a different post all together). 2 of those games that I love are Dance Central 1 & 2. While I will admit I am out of shape, those games are a much bigger workout than people like to think. Everything gets used, your arms, legs, abdomen, back, even your neck, and it all ends up aching later, and I end up switching from my usual superhero pants and loose shirt to shorts and a tank because I’m working up such an impressive sweat. My grandmother, who I got the kinect from, calls to ask how I’m enjoying my presents and I told her how exhausted I was, and her next (logical?) reply is “Exhausted from that? Wow, you’re more out of shape than I thought.” I love my grandmother, but this stung, and it’s not the first time she’s said something a little tactless that hit below the belt. Comments about friends of the family, or my father’s side of the family, that sometimes lead me to actually remind her “HEY, he is still my father, could you maybe back off a little bit?” Of course, that isn’t really the case anymore, certain life events having given a lot of my family perspective and I no longer have to deal with those sort of comments due to a much improved relationship between my mother and father and myself. My life is good in that respect. Still, even my mother has made comments about how she would like me to be tested for diabetes just to be safe because we’re both larger women and more susceptible to developing something like that. Which, of course, makes me incredibly self conscious again, and the food I have to eat at school doesn’t really encourage much weight loss unless you include “ew, this is so gross I might just stop eating to avoid it entirely”, but don’t worry, I’m not anorexic, I just find food elsewhere that’s edible.

Anyway, so celebrities. I’m looking over these photos and there are some that make me smile: women with fuller figures who just don’t give a damn what the press or the models think, like Queen Latifah. I’ve always considered her to be an outrageously beautiful and confident woman, and she is. Then there are others, like Heidi Montag, that make me miserable. How can somebody with a body so thin think they honestly need to lose 15 more pounds? These women want larger breasts but feel the need to diet and work out to the point that their body must be eating it’s own muscular tissue to survive, and then get some jack ass with a knife and some plastic to give them tits that just don’t fit their figure. And then there are things that just make me downright angry, like women bragging about how they WERE at a size 2/4 but they finally shed all that weight and got to a size 0, as if women in a size 2/4 are already fat and disgraceful. And then I was furious when a perfectly healthy, not remotely overweight, curvy beautiful woman is told by her producers that she’s ‘too fat and needs to slim down’ and I hope she really does tell them where they can stick their opinions. There are even men, though not as many in that album, who have been attacked for their weights, but you don’t see any near skeletal, should be dead men grinning on the red carpet… Except for 50 cent, who apparently dropped to 160 lbs to star as a cancer victim in a movie.

It’s comments and opinions like that which bolster the number of individuals with eating disorders by presenting horrible trends in magazines and TV. Hell, half the time the women on the covers have been doctored by some photoshop master who knows how to make them look a particular way that could be physically impossible to actually maintain healthily, but nobody seems to care. The bottom line is money, who cares about healthy images for our children? But seriously, it’s become the silent war, between people trying to be comfortable and happy, and people telling them they shouldn’t be, and people who should be happy but have decided they aren’t and so they’re going to make other people unhappy, all about their physical images, to the point that there are very few people who ever seem to be happy with the way they look. As one Kyra Sedgwick put it, “I’m so grateful that I don’t get on a scale because it’s never going to be the right number.” And for some people, it never is. It’s a dangerous game, and I think it ruins far too many people, but don’t think for a second all those people are women. I’d even go so far as to say it’s probably 50/50, even if the pictures only seem to depict women. Men are also self conscious about their figures, but their drastic changes, their weight loss habits or muscle-gaining habits are easier to hide or ignore than a woman with no ass or tits who’s so thin a strong breeze could carry them off never to be seen again.

I don’t really strive to be skinny, I don’t like ungodly skinny women, I don’t like how weak they look, but I do strive to try and be healthier, and if that means replacing fat with muscle, which is heavier, and perhaps not necessarily losing 50 or 100 pounds, then I’m okay with that. And so, this was more of a rant than a productive post, but it’s my blog, and I’ll write what I want.

 

PS: the gallery I was looking at and the quote I posted by Kyra Sedgwick both came from this gallery: Celebrity Weight Watchers

I am the 99 percent

Today I discovered the OccupyWallSt Protests, and what was happening to the protesters. Now, for one, as long as protesters aren’t getting violent, damaging property, or otherwise committing legitimate crimes, they’re simply enforcing their rights as US citizens to speak out when the government is doing something it shouldn’t be, or not doing something that it should be. It was a right we were promised in the formation of this country when citizens of the newly founded United States of America grew sick and tired of the British government enforcing laws and taxes and ruling without any sort of restrictions or regulations to keep them from becoming tyrants. And now, when U.S. Citizens peacefully protest our modern government doing the same thing, of letting the rich and wealthy live freely on American soil without paying due taxes to their country, of letting corporations hire out to cheap outsourced labor to cut costs instead of offering jobs to American citizens that need them, they find themselves being cornered, maced in the face, brutally apprehended without just cause, and arrested for “justified” offenses pulled out of thin air.

When I talk to people online, I distinguish between telling people that I live in America and that I’m an American, because some days I feel ashamed to be an American, but today I realize that I shouldn’t be. I’m the 99% that ARE Americans, the REAL Americans who suffer in the hands of their own country for the pampered asses of the wealthy 1% half-assed citizens, and that my shame is really mislabeled rage that my government allows this to happen, that those inhuman, heartless bastards can sit there and do nothing while the people they govern are screaming at them to do what they’re getting paid for.

Things like this are unacceptable, not when there are simple and just changes that can be made that could help prevent them. While this woman kills herself to put her kids through college, so they can struggle post-graduate to put that piece of paper to use and hopefully not end up in worse debt themselves from a government that has no intention of helping them to succeed.

So I’m spreading the word, I’m not going to ignore it. And not because I’m some college student liberal activist, but because it deserves our attention. Share this link, spread the word, respost it yourself, but it needs to get out there, so that people will speak up, and grab their representatives by the collar and say “do something or get the hell out of that seat.”

 

Please see these links for more information:

Occupy Wallstreet Round Up and Police Brutality

http://wearethe99percent.tumblr.com/

For Information on Occupy Events in your area, look here at http://www.occupytogether.org/

To watch the updates on Wall Street, look here at https://occupywallst.org/

And the New Year of Hell Begins!

I already knew this semester was going to be rough, as there are several unavoidable changes that I just have to learn to accept and live with.

Change number 1: BF is now living in an apartment so I will be seeing him less this semester. This is particularly upsetting because I have a tendency to get stressed and/or upset and in the previous semester I found his close proximity very comforting, knowing that if I really needed I could just walk across the building, knock on his door, and demand hugs. Last semester was chaotic due to divorces and jerks living at home, and all that crap, but this semester isn’t necessarily going to be any less stressful.

Change number 2: New Teachers, new rules. It takes some adjusting, but this is a fact of every new semester.

Change number 3: new roommates might not be as agreeable as the old roommates. The thermostat can’t stay below 70 all the time.

 

So yeah, those are just the changes. This semester I’m taking Clay I, which is basically me making things with different types of clay. No I don’t get to use a wheel. That’s adv. clay. I’m also taking Layout, which focuses on concept and construction with text…. i dunno either, but it was necessary.

Those are my 2 art classes. Each is 3 hours long, two days a week. I discovered yesterday that the shuttle buses stop running after 5:45 so I have to find another way to get to my clay class to work outside of class since I completely misunderstood what my teacher was saying about our project. Which is due Tuesday. And I have 2 projects in Layout, due Wednesday. Thank GOD for Labor Day and no class. Outside of my art classes I also have Physics for Non-Specialists and Trigonometry. Trig isn’t necessarily hard, but the book makes it so, and the Physics is pretty easy, just frustratingly slow. On top of all of this school stuff, I’ve been battling my digestive system for over a week, from stress, and had an argument with my mother. I also have to go see a dentist soon for my teeth because they’ve been hurting. OH JOY, RIGHT? :D

 

In addition to everything I just mentioned, I have my portfolio review coming up in October, which is basically me putting my artwork on display for the art professors and them telling me whether I can actually SAY i’m a Graphics Design Major instead of “Intended Graphics Design Major”, and that I can take the advanced classes. So I have to prepare for that, and try to make some money for my cell phone, and apply for the Digital Media Track.

So, all in all, stressful semester with a lot of stuff to do. But at least I have Saturday date nights to keep me somewhat sane.

 

Oh by the way, my AC is broken in my dorm so it’s about 80* all the time in there no matter what I do. Fun.

Sometimes others express things better than I can XD

The following is a small rant written by a friend of mine, but I rather liked it, and wanted to share it. So, here is a rant about some bigotry BS by my friend Nicole Tommasulo. I hope you enjoy her opinion as much as I did XD.

So.. Let me get this straight.

Under Obamacare, women will be getting a very big help with the offering of (free):

- Birth control (pills, rings, patch, shot, implant)
- Breast pumps
- Abuse counseling
- Mammograms
- Pap smears
- STI testing
- HPV testing
- Gestational Diabetes screening
- Morning after pill

Alright, Mr. Congressman… I can see your worry. WIth all of these unwanted pregnancies, HOW WILL THE HUMAN RACE SURVIVE!? I hope your health insurance provided keeps covering your Viagara or CIalias you insensitive fucktard. My guess is that he had to do some worth with this debt ceiling stuff that just went on. So, in offering free healthcare for women (i.e. preventative healthcare) you could SAVE the government money. According to an analysis from the Guttmacher Institute, in 2006, of the 2 million publicly funded births, 51% resulted from unintended pregnancies, accounting for more than $11 billion in costs.

$11 billion.

Same with the women who went on Fox News, worrying about the generations of women who will be able to go have sex with everything that walks (the horror)! SPOILER: They’re going to have sex anyway. Would you rather try and marry off your southern debutant before she starts showing and, therefore, bring shame to the family OR be happy that she’s on birth control so when she gets drunk at her sorority social she doesn’t end up pregnant with some random frat guy’s spawn?

Let’s also touch on the fact that it’s not just free birth control. It’s free counseling for domestic and sexual abuse – which is a GOOD thing. Long gone are the days where you just don’t talk about them and resort to drinking away your feelings until you find yourself at the bottom of a Valium bottle. Free STI and HPV testing/counseling! Do you not see the GOOD that would come from this? You don’t have to wear a baseball cap and hood over it as you shamefully wander into Planned Parenthood in order to try and find out if that should actually look that way because you can’t afford to do it at a normal doctor’s office or hospital!

Now I understand religious groups getting up in arms over this: it’s their belief that sex should only take place for procreation. The truth of the matter is, sex is used for SO many different things. It’s a recreational sport, it’s the way two people can truly become intimate. It’s the way some people dominate others. It’s a terrible and beautiful thing – and people have it, all the time.

I’ll be the first to admit I’m a registered Republican and that I’m not a fan of Obamacare (or the way it’ll be paid for). However, I -do- think this is a very good idea and it has nothing to do with pro-choice vs. pro-life. Abortion is not covered in this and the number of abortions will undoubtedly go DOWN.

…..And the house I wanted has a sale pending. Fuckers.

 

Well, there you have it. Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. :)

So much work, so little time. MY ART. OMG. IT DOES EXIST

Well, I recently had this project on “identity”. Looking back on it now, my concept was not very strong, nor was it really carried out in a clear to understand

Look at how cute she is. You can't help but love her

way, but apparently my technical skill was amazing. I had one week to do 2 drawings, fully rendered in ‘photorealistic’ quality, 16″ x 20″ on an 18″ by 24″ piece of paper. I accomplished this, I feel. But I think, for my fall review, I will revisit this assignment in my free time (what little I have) and choose a stronger presentation/concept. Probably involving Salvador Dali’s portrait with his cat and my ever loveable Banzai.

Anyway, so the project was that we had to do one portrait of ourselves, fully rendered, paired in tandem with a portrait of another figure, either famous, historical, and familiar, that “said something about our personal identity”. Well, I’m not going to go all psycho on you guys with the “I’m too UNIQUE to be defined by somebody else” or anything like that, but personal individuality is important to a lot of people. Everyone wants to be different, nobody wants to be a copy of someone else, or to be limited or restrained or defined by anybody else. It just made me uncomfortable, with the initial interpretation I had of this project. So, I did what I thought was best.

I just sucked it up and went with something. After all, I needed two fully rendered giant graphite drawings in a week. I chose, as my partner, Mika, the Lebanese pop star resident of the UK. Why? Simple this:

He’s weird.

Oh wait, no, weird is too generic and commonplace. He’s eccentric. He has an odd way of dressing that a lot of people just don’t get, and his lyrics are often silly. He has a voice that feels like some mutated cross between Freddie Mercury and Micheal Jackson, and he likes to sing about topics that are sometimes taboo, or just simply avoided for more cliche topics. Why sing about big women being beautiful when you could follow the oh so popular path of skinny pretty sex-raunchy women FTW? Please see The Quiet Voice and his article on Enrique Iglesias’ slow study fall down this steep and well traveled road titled “‘Dirty Dancer’ – Why Enrique Iglesias, Why?” . Anyway, some of his songs are more daring, but some of them really spoke out to me, and I agreed with a number of his songs, such as Big Girl, Grace Kelly, and By the Time, which was also the inspiration for a previous project in another class.
Anyway, if you don’t know about Mika, his family is from Lebanon, which they left when Mika was 1. As a child, he suffered from severe bullying, and dyslexia, yet he still managed to turn into a talented musician with a positive attitude and a fearless drive to state his opinions. I find him inspiring, in a way.

So I wanted to show him, smiling, and to do a pairing picture of myself smiling as well, as the past few years has been a darker chapter of my life, with some troubling periods of time where I felt so depressed that I wasn’t sure if I could ever get out of it. But I have to hope that, even with all the Hell we’ve been through, that I can come out as positive and strong in my own future as he has.
BUT, despite this sentiment, the feeling does not come across in the pieces, and so my concept was not strong enough or developed enough to show through. I am already in the process of planning an alternative replacement for my Fall review, but here are the original pieces for you to observe.

OH GOD MY FACE

I am wearing my classic Iron Man t-shirt in that picture. Oh yeah~

My Mika Masterpiece

My Mika Masterpiece :3