Like writing shit on bathroom stalls, making messes in grocery and big box stores, trashing hotel rooms, yelling at actual workers about how horrible their capitalist employers are. Stop doing this shit. You are making life harder for those you claim to identify with and want to help.
I started Shabby Doll House because I had recovered from a period of depression and I suddenly had lots of energy. I wanted to do something which I felt could be helpful to myself but also to other people, and doing things with art and writing is the only way that I really know how to do that, I think.
I’m talking about the writers and artists, to some degree, but also about some kid in a small town somewhere who doesn’t have any friends they can really talk to, who might read something in a story or a poem on the internet at home on their own one night and feel like everything’s going to be okay, eventually.
That’s really important to me. I still feel like that kid, often. I didn’t want to make something which felt exclusive or inaccessible or intimidating. I just wanted to make something which felt honest and welcoming, that could make the world feel a little bit less lonely for a few people. And I think that we’ve worked really hard and we’ve sometimes been really lucky, and we have been able to achieve something along those lines, so far. _ Lucy K Shaw
“Blogs are free,” explains Gabby Bess, founder of Illuminati Girl Gang. “Websites are like, $10. Illuminati Girl Gang started out as a Tumblr blog, and if no one had followed it or cared about it, it would have been no loss to me. The internet just provides more in-roads for people that don’t have access to larger publications and outlets.”
For Bess, blogging is a way of subverting commercial publications and galleries, the traditional gatekeepers of culture, which tend to be dominated by white men. “Personally, I cannot control who owns the major publications and galleries,” she says. “I can only start my own magazine and my own gallery.”
“When Madonna came out with her hit Vogue you knew it was over. She had taken a very specifically queer, transgendered, Latino and African-American phenomenon and totally erased that context with her lyrics, “It makes no difference if you’re black or white, if you’re a boy or girl.” Madonna was taking in tons of money, while the Queen who actually taught her how to Vogue sat before me in the club, strung out, depressed and broke. So if anybody requested Vogue or any other Madonna track, I told them, “No, this is a Madonna free zone! And as long as I’m DJ-ing you will not be allowed to Vogue to the decontextualized, reified, corporatized, liberalized, neutralized, asexualized, re-genderized, pop reflection of this dancefloor’s reality!”—DJ Sprinkles, “Ball’r (Madonna-Free Zone)” from Midtown 120 Blues, 2008
“There is little precedent for fat androgyny. Generally our androgynous icons are svelte and lacking in secondary sex characteristics. David Bowie, Tilda Swinton, Katherine Hepburn; these small-bodied, predominately white figures of androgyny have created an aesthetic with little room for deviation. This means that for those of us with bodies that do not conform to traditional standards of androgyny, we are often misread and misunderstood, even in queer spaces.”—Fat Queer Tells All: On Fatness and Gender Flatness - By Allie Shyer (via cassket)
Blablarism is a solo project of twenty year old, Oksana Zmorovytch, based in Kyiv, Ukraine, whose overall sound has dark, baroque-sounding synths with this fuzzy nagging bassline. Sometimes comfortably shoe-gazing, and sometimes very cold-wavey and harsh. Most of the tracks gives me a feeling of being inside a foggy typhoon and slowly going down, down, down. Chimera is based on beautiful eerie synthmelodies, and like Oksana, I also share a love for the dark 80’s.
I’ve had some interesting conversations with Oksana about how to make music and tools etc - she really knows her stuff! I recently asked her about her experience on being a woman who makes music, in which she replied: “I think I don’t let myself be a woman whilst making music - and yet, my music is full of femininity.”
I often hear black girls complain that their hair is difficult to control, and it’s precisely because we are not meant to control it.
I have always found that jeans hurt my body with waistlines digging into my stomach as I try to exhale.
T shirts that cut into my arms, bras that dig into my flesh leaving scars that remain today.
We were not the architects of this system, of course these things won’t fit us when they come from people who refuse to acknowledge that we exist. We know this because we see their runways, their print ads, their magazines. We are not wrong.
Beige is not the definition of ‘nude’, my hair does not need to be restrained, it needs to be liberated. My hair isn’t so thick, I didn’t go through puberty too early, my mama is not ‘plus sized’ - these statement all use an invented standard of whiteness and then define me in relation to that standard.
Fuck mainstream. Fuck counter culture and sub culture. We are our own mainstream. We are our own culture.
Fuck standards and constructions of normal. Nothing ever grew by being measured. We grow by being nurtured and affirmed for who we are as we are. Standards are always relative.
“Just appearing as a woman online, it seems, can be enough to inspire abuse. In 2006, researchers from the University of Maryland set up a bunch of fake online accounts and then dispatched them into chat rooms. Accounts with feminine usernames incurred an average of 100 sexually explicit or threatening messages a day. Masculine names received 3.7.”—The Next Civil Rights Issue: Why Women Aren’t Welcome on the Internet by Amanda Hess (via ceedling)
“As a transgender person it’s shocking to find out how many people in the press are willing to euphemistically or directly try to talk about your anatomy, in a way that you never would another person, in this really degrading way.”—Antony Hegarty (via sirrealism)
I am a positive person but I get really tired of aggressive optimism. If someone’s sad, let them be sad. All emotions have purpose. Sadness isn’t destructive if not prolonged. Sadness isn’t unproductive, as it offers awareness. Telling someone to “cheer up” or “be happy” is so ineffective and patronizing. The last thing a sad person needs is for someone to judge their feelings as pointless and unappealing. Welcome sadness, just don’t let it consume you.