My first day of the 30 Day Challenge. Let’s see what will win: My chronic lack of attention-span and motivation or my will to complete something to see if I can! <3
I do art! Follow my art blog! :D For the next thirty days I will do this challenge!
The 11 Doctors: 50th Anniversary Tribute to Doctor Who.
By Nancy Lorenz.Each small canvas is six inches by six inches. Acrylic on canvas. It took three weeks to complete. Frame built by Peter Lorenz.
Detail Below.
It would make my millenium if this were reblogged by the official Doctor Who tumblr. Painting this half killed me with the effort. It’s one of the most difficult paintings I have ever done!
I’m going to keep reblogging this until it’s reblogged by the official Doctor Who tumblr. That’s all I want, people. A reblog from them. Can you help me? I nearly lost my sanity painting this friggin’ thing!! All I ask is a little nod from the BBC!
Today my Game Design class was playtesting, and the game my group got assigned to was based around getting laid. That was how you “won” the game. Furthermore, there was a mechanic that allowed you to get a girl drunk so that you could have sex with her. When I called said (all male) group out on…
I don’t know why this only has something like 29 reblogs but it needs MORE. THIS IS NOT OKAY.
aw :( one of my fav dr whos
It’s a shame each time we lose a Doctor. Especially one so great in our hearts. I’ll order Jelly Babies to honor his memory.
5 down, 6 Remaining
WHAT NO
NO FUCK NO
RIP Tom… you were amazing. Thank you for everything.
oh god no :(
WTF aw man, Four was the Dr. Who I grew up on!
NOT TRUE THIS IS A HOAX HE’S NOT DEAD YA BUTTS
God, I hope not!
I looked it up, and it’s a hoax. I feel it’s a pretty good rule of thumb to not believe any death announcements you see on tumblr or Twitter, until you’ve verified it for yourself.
Very true! Thank goodness, for that. ;)
SO relieved that this isn’t true…
Same.
WHAT KIND OF ASSHOLE FAKES THESE.
MY HEART FUCKING STOPPED.
THERE ARE THINGS WE DON’T JOKE ABOUT. THAT IS ONE OF THEM.
Just out of curiosity Reblog this if you, or someone you know, have been a victim of rape, sexual, emotional, or physical abuse.
#i believe the closest terran equivalent is #i will fuck your shit up
Spock is having none of this guys nonsense <3
if you don’t think history is amusing then you’re wrong because one time 3 different guys declared themselves pope all at once and they all excommunicated each other and it was basically the funniest thing ever
what about that time the Lichtenstein army sent 80 men to Italy to fight and came back with 81
what about that one mexican president who lasted 45 minutes in office
Women, too, have been socialized to believe that the ultimate arbiters of their appearance are men, that anything they do with their appearance is or should be “for men.” That’s why women’s magazines trip over themselves to offer up advice on “what he wants to see you wearing” and “what men think of these current fashion trends” and “wow him with these new hairstyles.” While women can and do judge each other’s appearance harshly, many of us grew up being told by mothers, sisters, and female strangers that we’ll never “get a man” or “keep a man” unless we do X or lose some fat from Y, unless we moisturize//trim/shave/push up/hide/show/”flatter”/paint/dye/exfoliate/pierce/surgically alter this or that.
That’s also why when a woman wears revealing clothes, it’s okay, in our society, to assume that she’s “looking for attention” or that she’s a slut and wants to sleep with a bunch of guys. Because why else would a woman wear revealing clothes if not for the benefit of men and to communicate her sexual availability to them, right? It can’t possibly have anything to do with the fact that it’s hot out or it’s more comfortable or she likes how she looks in it or everything else is in the laundry or she wants to get a tan or maybe she likes women and wants attention from them, not from men?
The result of all this is that many men, even kind and well-meaning men, believe, however subconsciously, that women’s bodies are for them. They are for them to look at, for them to pass judgment on, for them to bless with a compliment if they deign to do so. They are not for women to enjoy, take pride in, love, accept, explore, show off, or hide as they please. They are for men and their pleasure.
*fist-bump* Great article. It’s a difficult thing to talk about, because as I said in my reblog, I love drag, I love the people involved. They’re the only people I knew at the time of my burgeoning adulthood who had my love of old Hollywood actresses with way more style and glamour and gorgeousness than any one human being should be able to possess. I felt like that I was covering up the “real” me and becoming a persona every time I dressed myself up, “put my face on”, went on stage as a singer. They were the only ones I knew at the time admitting that it was an act, so I clung to it, cause I felt I was always acting too. I love the humour, the variety, the strength and the love between queens. It’s phenomenal, it’s beautiful, it’s inspiring.
But every time those words (fishy, bitch, cunt, hunty) drop from their mouths, on national TV no less, something inside me recoils in pain. I have to say something, or nothing will change, ever.
This is something I’ve talked about before, but I feel like I need to break it down for ya’ll again, and be more clear this time.
Using the term “fish” or “fishy” to refer to drag queens whose beauty is typically/sterotypically female/feminine is MISOGYNISTIC. It’s wrong and it should stop.
The below comments are actual things that men have said to me on other threads about this topic.
The other things I hear are:
”You are a woman that thinks she knows about drag. LOL!”
Are you dudes KIDDING me? Do you not realise that for a lot of women, our entire lives are drag? To be taken seriously, to be seen as an entire, clean, acceptable person, we must shave, nip, tuck, be in discomfort and pain EVERY DAY? Can you imagine having to drag up every morning before people see you or you’re not a proper human being? Do you even comprehend the anxiety of staring down at your own legs, which are clean, functional and perfectly fine, but knowing you can’t walk in the summer heat in shorts because you’ve run out of energy to shave that day? We gotta put on “Face” every fucking morning. We usually have to wear some make-up, if dealing with clients/customers/etc. At work, we gotta wear “power heels” in some jobs, or we don’t get to keep those jobs! We usually have to wear some make-up, if dealing with clients/customers/etc. A huge percentage of women’s shoes are agonising to wear for long hours, even the ones you’d think would be comfortable.
And not all of us are even comfortable being that way 24/7. There’s this expectation society has of women, of a beautiful woman. We are pressured, from cradle to grave, to be like that ALL THE TIME. Not just on a weekend show at a night club. We can’t unstrap our titties. We can’t have time off from the world judging our appearance, for making sure our hair looks right, our clothes look right for the right occasion, appropriate, not tacky or tasteless, are current and stylish. For us to exist in our natural, unpainted, unshaven, comfortable state is seen as a radical act by our current society.
So dudes better not tell me I don’t know what it’s like to transform myself with make-up and outfits. I’m a woman - that’s my fucking life.
“Fishy means [insert alternative meaning here].”
Yeah, I heard that one, but to say it’s that single meaning is being totally disingenuous and is also walking over people’s discomfort to find an excuse to keep using a word you like. Seriously, women are complaining, and saying that word hurts them/makes them uncomfortable. WHY KEEP USING IT? It’s an asshole move to keep using it!
This is really painful for me to talk about, because a) Drag was a huge part of my queer awakening, even though I’m a woman and b) I love it so very hard as an artform, I went through a period in my teens where all I would paint and draw were Drag Queens (I am considering having a second period). Mainly, as a woman, I feel a sisterhood to the people performing, and an underlying identification with the transformation and the concept of “applying” token signifiers of acceptable femininity when underneath, one is a foul-mouthed, sex-loving, unconventional person that society wouldn’t accept without those signifiers.
I accept that drag and the world of gay men and oppression of gay men is something I will never understand personally. I am a queer woman, and what I experience from homophobia is slightly different to what queer men experience. Drag is an artform that men have created and they have a lot to be proud of.
But before each drag star came an inspiration. Bette Davis. Judy Garland. Barbra Streisand. Little Edie. Diana Ross. Cher.
All of them are women. And all are being disrespected and oppressed from microaggressions when words like “Fishy” or “bitch” or “hunty” or “cunt” are used by a man.
I love drag queens, so much. But to see them borrow our daily experiences and yet disrespect us every five minutes with our language hurts in a way I have trouble expressing.
I don’t think drags hate women, or anything like that. I think most people are coming from good places, are good people. These things are ingrained into us from culture, and we don’t think about it unless challenged. And I think it’s fantastic we can have this conversation.
Thank you for quoting me, nerdloveandlolz.
