Do the whirlwind

taschkaturnquist:

Su.

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dancing-with-diversity:

extranjero:

I found this comment of this clip on youtube: 

I don’t mean anything by it, but just to put my two cents in, I’ve seen a few movies that were made between the 1920’s-1950’s which included quick pecks on the lips between women. The characters were usually close relatives or friends. (In the movie ‘Little Women’ with Katharine Hepburn, when her character ‘Jo’ kisses her mother good night in one scene, the mother kisses Jo on the mouth, but like I said, it was more of a peck.) I just see it as feminine affection, nothing else. ^_^

This is how queer women’s history gets lost, by being shoved under the rug as nothing more than “feminine affection.” Same-sex erotic desire among women poses a threat to heteronormative society. Calling it “feminine affection” inherently removes that threat— the threat of its existence, the threat of deviance, the threat of women not needing men sexually or romantically— and lets people sleep easily at night, not having to imagine how two women could possibly fuck. And in this particular commentary, not only is Queen Christina’s real erotic desire towards women being erased but so is Greta Garbo’s [and Katharine Hepburn’s]. A bunch of people have liked this comment and probably many more have read it and considered it factual, and it’s bullshit. I have more feelings about this but yeah.

TLDR: Here is a decidedly queer moment captured on film, and I will not let a heteronormative reading of women’s history take that from me.

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I’m quite concerned about the diversity and the sociology of the images, and all that they convey. I grew up craving to see and hear more about all these people, the outsiders, the cast-off, the freaks, the others, the weirdos, the minorities, the silent ones, the hidden ones, the bizarre, the different ones. I’m trying to relay as much as I can images of queer people, alternative, gender fluid ones, the beauty of the diversity, anything, anyone that moved me, whoever they are or whatever they look.

I’m queer and genderfluid, certainly, however, I’m white, from a european not-so-cosmopolitan-background, and not a native english-speaker… therefore I don’t feel entitled to speak up for anyone, and I’m always afraid to be using words that may be offensive or awkward. In the meantime I’d like to let all the mindless tumblr scrollers to notice that anything shared here has been shared on purpose, chosen carefully.

So today is for people of color. Today is black spam day.

Also : food for your thoughts.

crankyskirt:

Sabelo Mlangeni Identity, 2011

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garconniere:

Delonte, New York, NY 2006 photographed by Tribble & Mancenido

elspethbrown:

Sara Davidman’s portrait ‘Robert and Me, Me and Robert,’ at http://saradavidmann.com/robert.html. Thx to Andrea and Elizabeth for bringing this to my attention.

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