In the years I’ve spent climbing mountains, descending into canyons, and generally getting into all sorts of adventures, I’ve rarely run into another person of color in the outdoors. Skimming through the travel glossies that so captured my young imagination revealed images of white people doing what society defined as white people things: hiking, camping, climbing. …
I, You, We delves into the multi layered access points provided by three identifying pronouns as present in the works of artists from the late 1980s and early 1990s. The distinct locations provided by each pronoun—the personal, the direct object, the identified collective—points to the larger intersectionalities between race, class, gender, and sexuality that are ardently felt within these artists …
The priest in Torreón had always told bisabuelita Lucía Oviedo López that if she were a good soul, she would die and go to heaven. Instead, she died and went to Santa Ana. There she was, a newlywed at sixteen, in a canvas tent lying supine on a wool blanket underneath a thin cotton sheet. …
Welcome to another week of feminist web surfing! In Weekend Links we gather a set of the most engaging journalism, prose, poetry, art, and Interweb images or memes we have come across. We hope with this small curation of links will illuminate the work of the prolific and active feminist blogosphere. Links We Like -Jos wrote …
The state of Wisconsin has taken sharp turn towards extreme Conservatism in the past three years. Back in 2011, we watched citizens protest state legislation that sought to end collective-bargaining rights for state employees. Just last year, we witnessed a petition movement by the people for a recall election which resulted in the reelection of …
I find myself in T.F. Green Providence airport dozing off again, wondering if I should pick up a book I haven’t touched since my last connecting flight between Providence and Chicago, if I should get coffee, or if I should do neither thing. I decide on the last option and, between flipping through the pages … Continue reading »
To begin, I have only once in my life watched someone dying. I was eighteen when I watched the dying, and it was my sister that was doing the dying. December 18, 2008 Living at home was not going so well. Between the rage blackouts, [1] the excessive and superfluous clothing purchases, and the un-prescribed … Continue reading »
Some girls I know have a tendency to call penises “things,” which seems vague to me—like there could be anything inside his pants. Unzip those jeans and out pops a rubber chicken or Burt Bacharach or a friendly dog. They do it most likely because they don’t know which word for penis they should choose. … Continue reading »
[did you know: this is a Safe space? when our elbows are touching and glasses of wine and whiskey clutter our table, and your eyes open wide honest— you say I don’t know how it feels to be comfortable to be not alone to be Safe—] [did you know: you smell like soil? when you … Continue reading »
I do Taekwondo. It is a Korean martial art, closer to karate or kung fu than to Mixed Martial Arts or boxing. I’m on the Brown Taekwondo Team and we are the national champions at sparring. That means we go into the ring, bop around and try to kick our opponent in the head or … Continue reading »
This past year, women in positions of power have attempted to diagnose the continuing lack of leading women. Facebook’s Sheryl Sandberg told women to “lean in to” their jobs, Yahoo’s Marissa Meyer told all her employees to quit working from home, and former Director of Policy Planning Anne Marie Slaughter told us we could never … Continue reading »
In the spirit of our freshly unveiled Resource Library, we have decided to start a new weekly feature, Weekend Links. Here at Bluestockings, we love reading and learning from the countless feminist media sources on the Internet. Every weekend, we will gather a set of the most engaging journalism, prose, poetry, art, and Interweb images or memes we … Continue reading »
