Two photos in a series: A Fat Body, A Fat Home, copyright Megan Beene
Yes, this is literally art. Here’s my artist statement.
Here’s my boobs and my belly roll. As a genderqueer person idk if my nipples count as “female presenting.” Is it about how big they are? Are we talking about areola or the actual erectile tissue? If I feel at home with they/ them pronouns and have watched my gender flap like a handkerchief in the wind sometimes, do I get to own my body? Do I get to decide who sees it? Have I earned my place?
Fat bodies are policed every day with silent judgement and sharpened barbs about dieting and guilt; the renouncement of pleasure is a knife used to cleave the fat from the meat and the bones. Don’t enjoy yourself. Don’t.
Women’s bodies, too, are cut apart, framed pieces that get hung separately and put together to maximize desire. The elements are judged based on unreachable standards, and if you actually happened to have reached them through genetics, luck, or surgery, you’ll still be judged just as harshly as if you missed them by a mile. May the odds be never in your favor.
Note how I’ve done it here as an act of reclaiming: The artist’s head is kept out of frame, but in the first image their nipples serve as a stand in for a direct gaze, piercing the viewer and daring them to look back. In the second, the artist’s gaze is turned away as in a more traditional odalisque pose, and yet we see the markings of a personal space. They’re allowing us to see more, and yet it’s somehow less.
The artist works within the tradition of many feminist artists who came before. I could give names, but it won’t stop this post from getting flagged and hidden.
I’m sick and disgusted right now, but too tired to do anything. I know this is the beginning, not the end. I know that when they come for sex workers they’re also coming for the poor, the disabled, and the marginalized. They will come for the political bloggers. They will come and keeping coming until this site is just diluted enough to be almost satisfying. The people who join later will wonder why anyone left, because there’s still more here than elsewhere.
Anyway. Mostly that was an artist’s statement. But parts of it weren’t. Good luck parsing it i guess.
As for me I’m here til I’m not. I’m on instagram as homosocial, and you can message me for my email or fb info. I’m looking into pillowfort and a few other places. And on December 17th I’m literally going to queue “welcome to hell” for the whole day.
This post is currently in content appeal (already) & i wanna add (though i shouldn’t need to) that i have a BA in studio art, have taught art classes, and am 100% not bullshitting when i say this is art.