the purple heart of the vag. | May 22, 2011

“The worker can unionize, go out on strike; mothers are divided from each other in homes, tied to their children by compassionate bonds; our wildcat strikes have most often taken the form of physical or mental breakdown.” -Adrienne Rich

So yesterday was all guirilla feminist attack style and since then I have been thinking about the isolation of the woman, particularly light skinned women. A human can not heal in isolation.

Jordan and I collect all the feathers. I had a jar of them from my ex’s comforter. Now we find them at the park and we pack them in boxes to send to friends. Perhaps even if I don’t know how to be the wind beneath anyone’s wings yet. Perhaps I can just fluff them a bit…

I rabbit trailed in my mind and thought of all the times I have heard women say, “I was always just friends with men.”

They say it with a confident smile filled with pride. It is a badge of honor you see. They not only were able to run with the men, they perfered and defaulted to them. What status.

I carry my worth in the women I am able to hold relationships with successfully. I am slightly worthless.

I have this idea though. I have a plan to write history. I plan to view life through the gender lense(as though I have a choice). I want to get submissions from women in the community of women they find inspiring and historical. I want to know who we hold dear. I want to paint their portraits and interview them. Document them and write history. These will be our purple heart women. Wounded for sure, but valient.


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  1. I never understood how much pride some women take in having nothing but male friends. They’ll say things like “all girls do is cause drama!”. Human beings by nature are dramatic, it’s not just gender-specific. When I hear a woman say things like that I translate it to “I am self-loathing and feel the need to justify my actions by blaming everyone else of my own gender because I’d rather not take responsibility in the fact that I most likely played a large role in creating said drama.”

    Comment by Dani — May 22, 2011 @ 3:02 am

  2. I feel that women can have the tendency to compete with each other rather than nurture and encourage each other. If we woud overcome the fact that there are other beautiful, worth while women and embrace each other, then sisterhood wouldn’t be as rare as it is. And I agree, surrounding yourself with men can speak as a weakness in character. I am guilty of this, I find relating to women more difficult, but that doesn’t make it any less necessary.

    Comment by Cat — May 22, 2011 @ 6:38 am

    • Cat, do you have any women in denver you would want to nominate? I want to paint portraits of them and interview them. Let me know.

      Comment by raven0us — May 22, 2011 @ 7:05 pm

  3. I have one woman in mind. She was a former teacher, she’s a fantastic lady. When I have time I’d like to talk to you more about this project to get a feel for what you’re doing and what you’re looking for.

    Comment by cat — May 23, 2011 @ 6:18 am

  4. all the women i think of are from today. we were never taught about women from the past and so i have created my own mythology with lots of goddesses. there’s mary olson, liz veazey, you, mandy hancock,amy ortiz, caroline morningstar, lorena, darcy, so many. i would love to hear more about how this progresses, and take inspiration from it. right now the woman i work for is doing a portrait series mostly on women who’ve come from other countries to this one. and she’s getting their stories and sketching them twice: once from old photos of them when they were young and a second time from a sitting now. most are older and have incredible stories of their journeys here.

    Comment by Sara Tansey — May 27, 2011 @ 11:36 am

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