Saturday, September 27, 2008


It seems to me that there’s a fine line between archetypes and stereotypes. Both involve naming/identifying things and associating certain characteristics with those things. Both are roles that people get to play, whether self-imposed or assigned, and whether they want to or not. But whereas a person might aspire to embody a certain archetype, no one ever wants to be stereotyped. Archetype is the fine example to be followed; Stereotype is the cage to avoid being thrown into at all costs. Hmm…

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

La Femme

: the divine object, violated, endlessly sacrificed but always reborn, whose only joy, achieved through a subtle play of images, lies in contemplation of herself.
Pauline Reage

: a miracle of divine contradictions.

Jules Michelet

: not born: she is made. In the making, her humanity is destroyed. She becomes symbol of this, symbol of that: mother of the earth, slut of the universe; but she never becomes herself because it is forbidden for her to do so.

Andrea Dworkin

Despite my biologically assigned sex, my interest in woman began only a few years ago, slowly-but-steadily developing as I ventured deeper and deeper into an ocean teeming with witches, Goddesses, warrior princesses, sirens, vixens with voices, feminists, lesbians, drag queens, belly dancers, scholastic priestesses, and mothers/daughters/sisters that not only dared to dream big but to boldly chase their hearts' desires.