Beautiful photo series showing one person presenting as two different genders in the same frame
“By doubling a single body within one frame,” Levine told BuzzFeed, “I celebrate the human capacity for gender fluidity and call into question the idea of authenticity of gender.” says JJ Levine about their series Alone Time.
The series is politically motivated, set out to convince us that gender is changeable. “Although this specific series is digitally collaged, it is important to note that no gender traits are altered or digitally manipulated — I make my models convincingly ‘pass’ as both male and female using makeup, costume, and gesture and no other means, thus defying the gender binary imperative.”
The project is also personal. “I’m trans, so I think about this stuff all the time in my day-to-day life. I express myself through image making; this focus is just one way that I can convey my ideas about myself and the world and the sometimes-messy intersection of the two.”
this is so lovely.
and really hot.
I have an extra ticket to see Andrea Gibson tonight at 5:30.
My partner has to work and cant make it.
The show is sold out so this may be the last available ticket.
Does anyone wanna come with me?
Message me and I can give you the info and my info
I’ve moved to Portland OR from NY about two months ago.
Its been really incredible. Portland is amazing.
Any of my followers live around Portland? lets hang out sometime.
I haven’t posed any pictures of myself in awhile so here ya go.
2 years and 5 months on T.
I almost have a real mustache now.
Holy shit where does this come from?
[Black and white picture of Black Transwomen protesting, carrying signs that say “Money for hormones, not war!”, “We also have rights!”, and “Trans Rights Now!”]
During the 80s, transgender Greek artist and prostitute Paola Revenioti published the trans-anarchist fanzine Kraximo. Funded by her own prostitution, the zine pioneered the fight for gay and trans rights, combining interviews with Greek poets and intellectuals alongside Athens street hustlers and her own photography, since compared to the work of Larry Clark and Walter Pfeiffer. Today she continues to work as an artist and activist, making Athens-based documentaries with her “Paola Projects”.
Don’t just give a few taps, take a look! please drivers, it doesn’t take long to check your wheels and under your car. <3
Manuel Osorio Manrique de Zuñiga (1784–1792), possibly 1790s
The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York
This is a portrait of a banker’s son. The child was dead by the time the portrait was painted.
The boy holds a piece of string that is knotted around a magpie’s leg, with both hands. The magpie holds Goya’s calling card in its mouth. Two cats stare at the bird with murderous intensity, while a third seems strangely uninterested. A cage of finches is at the boy’s left.
This is a very strange painting.
The bird is the boy’s soul and the string is the length of the boy’s life. Now spun, measured and cut, the boy displays it to his parents. But things aren’t so fatalistic as the reference to the Fates might indicate. The child’s life is attached to an animal that has the enviable capacity to escape the terrestrial condition.
'Look at my life Father, see how unknotted it is.' There is of course one knot, at the point when the boy's life was bonded to his soul—the original sin in which he was conceived, the knot on the magpie’s ankle. The other end of the boy’s life—his death—is hidden from his parents’ eyes by a delicate left hand. The heartbreaking childishness with which his index finger conceals it can scarcely be less rending than the sight of a neatly cut string.
In a moment, the boy will drop the string, the cats will pounce and the magpie will fly away. The bird-shaped bloom emanating from the boy’s head will fade from the wall behind it.
The other birds will remain—they are protected from the cats by more elaborate filaments. The life their cage symbolizes offers more security by being so complex that they cannot get out of it. Bound only to the one-dimensionality and innocence of a child’s life, the magpie is free. A grown-up is someone who makes himself safe by weaving what is allotted to him into his own restraint.
Who sees all this? Who has such a clear view of things that he can tell how they look from the absolute perspective? Who can stand so far back from life that he sees the frame it’s set in? He’s shown at the metaphysical leading edge of the painting.
Goya sits in the mouth of the boy’s soul and sees further by a card-length what lies beyond and below.
This isnt what i normally reblog, but this is one of my favorite paintings.
Reason to stay: Halloween themed activism!
Please stay here with us!
My friend Klarika made this illustration of my head with some advice I shared online.
— ― Alice Walker (via artistsuffer)