Wednesday, March 12, 2008

MARCH!

March always marks a turning point in my mood. Suddenly there are plum blossoms, yellow crocuses, and women's history month-related activities everywhere you turn! This week, in addition to spotting the afore-mentioned flora, I went to the Women in Architecture Panel Discussion at National Building Museum.

about the panelists

my notes

The panel consisted of Karen Van Lengen from UVA, Francis Bronet from UO, and Donna Robertson from IIT. It was a little funny to see (in my opinion) three feminist archetypes sitting in a row. Van Lengen seems like the soft, feminine type who embraces her femininity as a strength. Bronet seems like the pissed-off bitch who isn't afraid to tell you what's on her mind. Robertson seems almost masculine--she has adopted "male" behaviors to make it in a "male" dominated field.

work sample

I spent a lot of my time at UVA trying to figure out what a feminine space was and how to create one. On Tuesday, I realized that whoever decorated my gynecologist's office had already beat me to it. The waiting room had chair railing, floral wall paper, and white wicker chairs. There were cute, crafted handpainted signs directing me here, there, and yonder and sprinkled between these were comics about menstruation, mammograms and menopause and Mary Cassatt posters. And everyone there was as smart and pissed off as I was.

That's the thing about March: I can even find something positive to say about the gynecologist's office.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

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The more crafts, cooking and deep thoughts I have, the less time I can seem to find to post them. It's been a busy week or two--full of Seuss-inspired brunches, resumed knitting projects, banana nut bread, and a new painting routine.

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And of course there has been reading, too-namely the Gossip Girl series and Charlotte Allen's WaPo article. I wish that I could get both of them out of my head, but instead tonight I found myself wallowing in despair and over-analyzing Girlicious. It's amazing how they can take three almost-sort-of-empowering songs ("Respect", "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun", and "These Boots Were Made for Walking") and turn them into three almost-sort-of-stripper routines, the target audience of which--I learned today--is preteen girls.

Yikes, it's hard to keep it positive sometimes, but I guess that is something to strive for--one more reason that it's so important to create our own alternatives.