Tagged: representation

The artist, a young woman with short hair wearing a purple shirt, sits in the middle between an anthropomorphic representation of her virginity and the ghost of William Faulkner. She has her laptop open in front of her and her fingers steepled in front of her mouth, having just made an amazing discovery. "So if I write 100 stories, I can put an ace character in every single one." The ghost of William Faulkner replies, "That's not how math works," to which the V-Card, a rectangle with arms and legs and a red V down the front, looks up from its book to say, "What do you expect? She majored in creative writing."

Matters of Representation (Because Representation Matters)

It’s no small thing to see yourself positively reflected in something someone else has made. It’s proof that you’re not alone, that you’re not broken, or wrong, or any of the other things we tell ourselves when we grow up and don’t see a friendly face in society’s mirror.