Feminism Without Clothes

It’s my birthday! I’m starting the twenty-first year of my life wondering about how I can make more money without trying, being depressed about the state of the world, and pondering the future in general.

I recently had a photographer say that he wasn’t sure what exactly I was looking for with regards to building my portfolio- did I want to primarily be an art model, or did I have something else in mind? It was a good question.

No one had really asked me exactly where I was planning on going in a while. Well, if they did, it went in one ear and out the other. I suppose I’d like a secure source of income eventually. And maybe to go back to school. And perhaps a job related to activism. Or art. Or both.

As to modeling, and where I’m going with it- photographers, feel free to email, and we’ll discuss further.

Photography by Mike, taken in June, 2006.

Also, do admire the new banner at the top of the blog!

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I’m back from Vancouver. I had a great time, although it’s nice to not feel obligated to apologize for Bush quite so much. Here are some pictures; I’m guessing that the second will be a bigger hit than the first.

Photography by Simon, July 2006.

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I’m off for a couple of days to Vancouver. If you don’t hear back from me, the free healthcare, plentiful weed, and lower drinking age has seduced me into a world of liberal sin, and I’ve decided to stay.

Photography by Mike, taken in June, 2006.

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Well, well. It’s the six month anniversary of Feminism Without Clothes, as well as just about two weeks shy of my 21st birthday.

A lot of crappy stuff has happened concerning women and women’s rights, both in the United States and around the world. Enough to ensure another six months of rants from me, unfortunately.

But, let’s not focus on the bad. Here’s what’s good that’s happened in the previous six months in this blog. There’s My First Time, Fuck You Feminism, the Coco Monologues, My Doin’ Good Sundae, Who Me?, Scarleteen, Walmart Ordered to Carry Plan B and the Good Bush.

And, I have a super special bonus picture surprise. At the beginning of this blog, I wrote that I had never modeled since November or so of 2005. Which is still technically true.

My then-partner didn’t like these pictures, as they were taken by the partner before him. So, I decided not to post them, out of respect for our relationship. Although a part of me will always love him- there is no longer a reason not to show these photos.

So, enjoy.

Taken Fall 2004 by J.

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A word of warning: a good deal of the sites I link to in this blog entry have pornographic content. Porn!

You may or may not have heard of SuicideGirls, a supposed little haven in the world of softcore porn. Pierced and tattooed girls in charge of how they’re presented! How liberating! Yay for women-made alternaporn!

There is none of that “hungry cumslut” image being projected onto them without their direct knowledge.

We also wanted to let the girls be in charge of how they were presented…

We are investigating a number of sites that appear to be selling suicidegirl images online. WE ARE AWARE OF THE PROBLEM.

Except…well, this. This is content from SuicideGirls that are no longer, for various reasons, part of the site. So, it comes down do this: a site famed for women-positive, enlightened smut has sold photos of former models so that they are now portrayed as “ready for your cock” and loving “it from behind.”

Hmmm.

I don’t know what the lesson is here. Don’t let yourself be naked on the internet? Don’t sign away all your rights to your pictures? Porn is porn is porn, no matter how you label it? Don’t trust anyone?

Suicidegirls, that’s not cool. Just, not cool. I know there are bigger things for me to worry about concerning feminist issues, but, what the hell, Suicidegirls? Not cool.

Photography by Joshua, June 2006.

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I was talking to an online friend, who, like everyone else I know from online, has seen naked pictures of me. I noted that, as someone who does nude modeling, I have developed quite the facade.

Of course, everyone has a facade they show to the public- a layer of protection. I think that, because I’m vulnerable in another way, mine is more prominent, if you will, than others.

These pictures I post- I’m acting in them. This isn’t how I really look, or really feel. What I write about doesn’t really show what I’m like, either. It’s a bit more personal than pictures, true- but not by much.

So, where to draw the line? How vulnerable can I let myself be- what’s appropriate here? It’s a question only I can answer, and I feel like in this blog I’m striking the right balance at the moment.

I love the pictures I post. I love posing for them. But…the woman in them isn’t me. I think it’s probably better that way.

 

Photography by Bob Coulter, June 2006.  

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On Friday I shot with Bob Coulter, of Crazy Babe fame. I paid my way to New York City to do so- and it was definitely worth it. I got some great pictures, and had a great time. He’s the most famous photographer that I’ve shot with to date- as well as an awesome guy.

Although he’s shot much more explicit stuff than I’m comfortable with, we didn’t shoot anything beyond my boundaries- no spread shots(although if some pinks shows, I’m not going to freak out), and no sticking things inside me.

So, I guess this is another entry without any outright feminism in it. I guess the message is that feminism is very, very open to interpretation- I don’t see a conflict with nudity/sensuality and being a feminist. Then again, isn’t that the point of this whole blog?

Isn’t feminism about saying “fuck you” to the status quo? Isn’t it about not doing what you’re told, not being what others think you’re supposed to be? Well, that’s what it is for me.

 

 

 

 

Photography by Bob Coulter, June 2006.     

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