Plain Super – A Superhero Story

You’re much stronger than you think you are.  Trust me.  ~ Superman

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This is a sketch I did a while ago, when i decided i wanted to do a series of “girly” superheros.  I often use the word “girly” to describe my art, design and fashion aesthetic.  The word “girly” can mean so many things… but it is often perceived as describing someone who is the opposite of strong, courageous, tough… and i think nothing could be farther from the truth.  It can also have negative connotations when using the word to unaffectionately describe a male who behaves or dresses more “female”.  This is unfortunate.  Whether you are male, female, or anywhere in between – “girly” can be used against you as one of those shaming words.  Bummer.

img_6965Someone might say to me, “…Well Girly is a horrible word to use, because that is non-inclusive and doesn’t consider males who love pink, or wear glitter, or who paint daisies on everything.”  I’ve thought about this. a lot.  …because I actually think it is tragic that we as a human race have developed such hard and harsh gender rules for people.  It’s shameful we have created a world where we inflict shame on others that don’t fit in those “rules”…  where to be on the outside who you are inside is taboo, and simply dangerous.

That being said, I believe the word “girly” will and should live on.  For centuries there have been certain aesthetic themes that have been more commonly demonstrated by males or females.  This is across continents and cultures, and while it may be considered a “man-made” or regrettable societal outcome – i believe there must be some biological component as well.  I have always felt drawn to very feminine, colorful, flowery, flowing, glittery, pink&purple-y things.  I have no idea if it’s because of society, or because i have a vagina.  Hopefully someday it will be the right of everybody to enjoy those things if they want to… Vagina, or no vagina.  I dream of a world in which all genders can proudly flaunt their “girly” achievements, creations, and outfits.  Girly may be your greatest superpower!

Back to my “girly” superhero sketches.  The “girly” imagery is fun and unexpected when juxtaposed with traditional superhero outfits.  My drawings aren’t typically meant to be anything political or social-awareness-y… they are just for fun and love.  I love to make “girly” girls, i love superheros, and i was having fun with that. Hopefully I’ll share more superheros soon, but I’m currently on a mermaid kick.  🙂

p.s. You  are my superhero.  You who have felt different, awkward, uncomfortable in our skin… and who fell in love with every inch of yourself as you are… while always loving others (including animals) even more.  You, are just plain super.

see more superheros here!  I haven’t written much lately.  I’m trying to post week, maybe every day, but unfortunately I’m always slipping.  Thank you for the challenge and inspiration WordPress 🙂

xo skyblue

img_6961p.s.  If you are a cosplayer and want to make yourself into one of my superheros… feel free… first i’d fa-rEEEEK OUT!  and then i’d send you a Fa-rEEEEE print!  🙂

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Hashtag #MiVida #SelfieTime – Life Imitates Art

Weekly Photo Challenge: #LifeImitatesArt

I grew up before there was such a thing as a selfie.  But today, it’s a part of every day of our life.  Whether it is because we need validation in the form of likes and shares, or we simply want to capture a memory for friends or families, ourselves… it is a lovely medium that draws me in for whatever reason.  They come to us in the form of friends, family, strangers, celebrities… they are candid or staged, sometimes both.  I am not an art scholar.  But I believe they are a form of portraiture… however flat, sexy, creative, narcissistic, innocent,, annoying, ugly, pretty… I will be hated and booed for my opinion but i stand by it… in my eyes, these selfies are art.

So many questions form in my head when i see a selfie.  I have questions on everything from how they got those facial features to what they had for breakfast.  Selfies inspire a lot of my art.  Some of my faces are free form from a vision, others are loosely inspired by an photo i see. Then as the piece comes to life… i have even more questions.  How is that not art?

See also: Weekly Photo Challenge: Selfie| Don’t Hate my Duck Face

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In a portrait, you have room to have a point of view. The image may not be literally what’s going on, but it’s representative.

                                                                            ~  Annie Leibovitz

xo, skyblue

 

Where Has the Time Gone? – Weekly Photo Challenge: Time

Where has the time gone?  I go through periods when i can’t face the keyboard, my thoughts, the world.  I doubt my worth and convince myself that i shouldn’t waste space on the internet with my words and photos.  I make myself appear all artsy, and whimsical online, but in real life i sit in a cubicle all day, do my chores and go to bed most days.  Nothing artsy or whimsical going on here folks.

But when i go back and read random old posts, i realize what’s here is exactly who I am. Writing here helps me connect with that person when i feel so far away from her.  I can go back in time and revisit my happiest, saddest and most whimsical moments any time i want to.   The time i spend doing what i love is rare and fleeting, but in those moments i have hope… hope that someday i will live as the me that i am.  True North.  Someday. Before my time is up.

I recently said goodbye to a very fine man, who really made the most of his time in this world.  He was on this earth for a very long time, and he touched so many people… did so much good.  I wish i got to know him better.  My husband, this man’s grandson and namesake, was recently given some boxes of his old papers… a glimpse of the people he touched, the work that he did.  Old letters when stamps were 15 cents.  Old documents created before computer was even a word.  He painstakingly gathered and documented his family tree, rivaling anything you could find on Ancenstry.com.   I look forward to learning more about this man as we delicately explore the treasures he left behind.

I hope we will find that he lived his True North.

We are so grateful for the time we had you with us, Pop.

“A thousand times we die in one life. We crumble, break and tear apart until the layers of illusion are burned away and all that is left, is the truth of who and what we really are”

~TEAL SCOTT

Goodbye Poppy Time

xo skyblue

Peace, Hope, Sunshine – Weekly Photo Challenge | Yellow

May today bring you love, hope, peace, music, sunshine.

xo skyblue

This mosaic of yellow moments from previous posts, was inspired by this week’s photo challenge.

p.s. the turtle photo is not mine.  i have no idea who took it, but it’s one of my favorite photos of all time.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Nighttime | Fishing Boats at Midnight

A recent trip to Bar Harbor Maine, brought us to this pier one evening… sleepy little fishing boats resting up for a hard day at work.  I can still hear the quiet nighttime boat sounds.

sleepy fishing boats

 

I’d love to see your nighttime pics!  Join the fun here 🙂

sleep tight.

xo skyblue

Weekly Photo Challenge: Juxtaposition | Toolbelts and Daisies

My husband loves this word… Juxtaposition.  And by “loves this word”, I mean… he mostly likes to make fun of it’s common use in the artsy realm.  He’s got nothing against this realm.  He would just much rather build robots, or make stuff explode with his pellet gun.  And he likes to find any silly reason to use the word “juxtaposition” in his sentences and daily banter.  It’s part of his funny way of entering my world for a few moments in his busy day… where he might stop and hug me and make me laugh.  We bicker a lot, like any couple would, but it always comes back to laughter.

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We, him and I, are in fact… a juxtaposition… of epic proportions.  We couldn’t be any more so.  Him with his power tools, technical savvy, and “guy” stuff…Me with my paint brushes, and belly dancing, and “girly” stuff… we are just that.  Juxtaposed.  Our personalities are very distinct, but somehow complimentary spices in our recipe… our relationship.  It’s peanut butter an jelly.  It’s apple sauce and pork.  It’s red wine and pizza. It just works.  I am not sure if it works because we are opposite, or if it works in spite of it.  Maybe it’s because he can cook. And I am terrible at it.  🙂  But don’t get me wrong… this little juxtaposition we have going on here can be incredibly frustrating and utterly exhausting. 

PB & jellyIt terrifies me knowing that someday… one of us will inevitably go.  Yup… that’s just part of it all.  Morbid, I know.  But I hope until then, this juxtaposition will be strong enough to withstand life’s tumultuous, yet so very delicate nature.

In the end, it’s the one that matters most.

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This post was inspired by this weeks WP Photo Challenge.

Graveyard Photos: walking with my friend, also my belly dance teacher, in a cemetery near her house… Probably taken with one of my digital cameras. 

Other Photos: stuff in my house.

Weekly Writing Challenge: Lunch Posts: When life was black and white.

The company I work for was founded in 1934.  This week’s Writing Challenge reminded me… there are a bunch of old manufacturing photos in my office that I have never really stopped to look at, even though old black and white photos usually stop me in my tracks.  I mean, i know they are there.  I walk past them several times a day.  I know I looked at them when I toured the building on my 3rd or 4th nerve-wracking interview a few years ago.  But I probably haven’t stopped to look at one since.  Who’s got time for that, seriously?  It’s work. Your working.  And 60 minutes is barely enough time to change my clothes, get in a workout, shower, get dressed, call back the debt collectors, pee and choke down a cheese stick… so stopping to look at photography isn’t exactly on my mind at lunch-time, or any other time I might walk by. But I saw the challenge and decided today I would stop.  I would find a couple of moments during lunch to stop and notice one or two of the cool old photos, that I know are there.    I stopped, in my tracks, and thought to myself, life must have been so much simpler then.  Before computers, and smart phones, and Facebook.  Much harder, I’m sure… but simpler.  I can’t believe this all looked like that! b&w manufacturing1 I enjoyed these few moments, losing myself in the black and white images.  Thinking about the people that may or may not still be with us… that made all this around me happen.  Pretty awesome when you see what goes on here now. And when I was done, I even had a minute to spare…  in which I thoroughly enjoyed my cheese stick. … I typically would have taken some photos, of the photos… but I wasn’t really sure if I was supposed to and I chickened out.  I couldn’t post without photos thought… they looked something like the ones in this post which are all part of the Laurie Richards Collection at Museum Victoria, in Victoria, Australia... which were really interesting to look at too! b&w manufacturing2 b&w manufacturing3Anything like that where you work? Find out more about the WordPress challenges here at thedailypost.wordpress.com. Have a nice weekend! xo skyblue

Weekly Writing Challenge: Lunch Posts #eatinghealthysucks #gymselfie

Let’s not kid ourselves. Giving up sugar, donuts, french fries, soda, coffee, donuts, bread, pizza, fast food, ice cream, donuts… it all sucks.  I’ve actually given up NONE of those things… but I have tried hard to cut back.  It’s all I can handle.  An Apple Empanada from Taco Bell is about as exciting as my life gets!  I’m much too weak to say never.

But sugar… I’ve really got to get serious about eating less of it.  Middle age has it’s way of telling you that.  I was recently shocked when I started paying attention to all sugar i was eating.  And that was just in my yogurt and my oatmeal!   And how fun is yogurt and oatmeal anyway?? If i have to eat that every day, then why I might as well get a donut!!

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But instead of giving up all sensibility for a daily chocolate glazed (which would be f*cking awesome!)… i decided i could have the occasional root beer, Happy Meal, or mmm… donut… if I just simply get the sugar out of the things that are, let’s face it… pretty lame anyway!  No offense yogurt and oatmeal.  You have fantastic health benefits… but you are not a donut. 

yogurtIn all seriousness, I really do have a lot of respect for those who choose to eat consciously and stay active… no matter how moderate or extreme their habits are.  I am terrible at it!  But we all don’t have to be #cleaneaters and #fitnessmodels.  Right?  If I can just make a little more effort today than I did yesterday, and a little more tomorrow… maybe I can get somewhere with this.

I HAVE to get moving too.  I sit all day, and it’s soooo not good.  And lunch is the time.  For me, that’s the only time I can even hope to stick with it.  And it keeps me out trouble (like driving to the store for a donut).  This week’s WordPress challenge asked us to look around at lunch and document what you see (i paraphrase)… and this is pretty much what I see every day.  And it’s not horrible.  It gives me a chance to listen to gangsta rap.

It hasn’t been an easy week… I am almost done with my first week of plain yogurt.  Ugh.  I didn’t want to do it.   I have to throw a bit of honey or raisins in it, but it’s a start.  The oatmeal was a much easier adjustment.  But it’s gotten easier through the week, and I’m pretty sure I can do this.  In the name of name of longer life, and tighter buns.

#gymselfie

#gymselfie

now where’s my donut?

xo skyblue

p.s. sorry I didn’t post at lunch… I was a little busy listening to Pitbull and trying not to think about donuts. 🙂

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