My week of fairytales continues! I’ve never liked Cinderella. The idea that one must be patient and submissive even under the worst treatment and someday, someday you’ll be rewarded strikes me as damaging at best and a culturally approved way to groom people to be abuse victims at worse. I was always faintly uncomfortable with […]
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One does not simply walk into fairytales. Not without an axe and a pocketful of breadcrumbs, anyway. And when you are inside, you must look carefully at every face, because it carries an echo of its opposite. Nameless started with a single image: an injured little girl in the snow in front of a gleaming-black […]
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I had occasion to take this picture of Madame A yesterday. She bears little resemblance to the scrawny baby her rescuers found. Now she is a queen, and baby, well. Baby got back. I half suspect she was a dog in a past life, because her furry belly is not a trap. Despite having pitons […]
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