A giraffe chaser for that Mother Jones article. Photo by the incredible Michael Fitzsimmons.
We nieces who lived out of town and couldn’t make it were instructed to honor Terri and her love of loud music by throwing ourselves a peace-disturbing one-person dance party at the time of the service, wherever we were.
I kept my cool for the first two pages, and now feel devastated. Should have seen that coming. Mac McClelland does it again.
Three cheers for my alma mama!
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I had the opportunity to make my work count because few people and public policies ever really counted me out.
I read this essay on Gawker the moment it was posted, and have re-read it twice since. The author makes a hell of a point about appearance, treatment, and long-term well-being in America. (Three cheers for women [and projects!] named Colleen!)
If you’re wondering, “Gee? How long did she spend making that Ikea frame work for an oddly-sized poster?,” then wonder no more: hours. I removed and re-positioned the matting, the tissue paper, and the poster something like six times. (Have I mentioned that I finished my post-bac program?)
Merida’s original looks aren’t doing much to add to the diversity of women in film to begin with, and we need to keep this in mind when critiquing female representation.
This Ms. piece about Disney’s (idiotic) redesign of Merida made me think a lot about a movie where the plucky heroine is in a wheelchair, Inspector Gadget-style.