Last night, Julie and I went to my alma mater to see a new exhibit called Tomboy. It’s six lesbian artists whose work is all commenting on identity, and on being a woman - a lesbian - and not yet subscribing to that fully.
I really enjoyed Kelli Connell’s series of photographs, all using the same model in two different roles. They only used a handful in Tomboy, but the rest can be viewed online.
Julie was excited about Mary George’s piece, Cult of the Endorphins, which was a workroom of things like indoor 5ks, woodworking and impromptu jam sessions on the drums that incite natural highs. They’re all very masculine things, or assumed to be as a workroom would probably be in most instances. But not for people like Julie or Mary - that’s just what makes them high.