This International Womxn’s Day, Boshemia is considering the womxn who inspire us. Above image: Alok Vaid-Menon by Eivind Hansen.
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This essay appears in Boshemia Magazine: Identity.
Unless you studied English Lit any further than GCSE level (that’s high school for you readers across the pond), there’s a fairly good chance that if I asked you to name as many women writers as you could your list would look something like this:
the Brontë sisters
J K Rowling.
If you’re lucky, maybe even add Harper Lee or Virginia Woolf to that list. Continue reading
This essay appears in Boshemia Magazine: Technology & the Sublime. Above portrait of Yoko Ono by Pirelli/Annie Leibovitz.
If you were to ask your average person to tell you one thing they know about Yoko Ono, they would probably reply that she’s the woman who broke up The Beatles. Maybe they would call her a homewrecker. For decades, this narrow portrayal of Ono has been spat out in the tabloid press, which categorizes women according to three classic stereotypes: the virtuous, virginal woman, the seductress, and the hag. Very seldom are women allowed to blur these lines and occupy real lives full of conflict and character. But a closer study of Ono’s life reveals a thunderous force in an art movement that continues to echo through the 21st century. Continue reading
Hypothetical scenario; you used to be a child star. Maybe you were on a Nickelodeon or Disney Channel show. Now that you’re in your late teens / early 20s, it’s time to rebrand. As the OG teeny bopper said, you’re “not a girl, not yet a woman”. You’re a human adult, and it’s time to show the public that you’re all grown up, whilst still remaining in the public eye.
What’s the next step? Maybe some emotionally mature stripped-down music, maybe some Oscar Bait-y roles, or maybe some good old-fashioned cultural appropriation.
Last week international sweetheart and overt blackfish Ariana Grande released her fifth album Thank U, Next, and with it her latest single ‘Break Up With Your Girlfriend, I’m Bored’. Taste in Grande’s music aside, can we please discuss what an absolute toxic mess of a song this is?? I was under the impression we were leaving petty girl-on-girl hate in pop music behind for 2019, but I guess Ari didn’t get the memo. You may think that seems ironic given we’re critiquing her right now, but let’s get one thing clear; we’re not hating on Ariana Grande because she’s a woman, or for no good reason. We’re critiquing her for being problematic.
Okay now that’s out of the way, let’s take a look at exactly what is wrong with this song.
Sticks and stones will break bones but words will break my spirit.
Slick and slow you chip and chip and chip until my bones curve in and I am hunched onto the ground, deformed and subhuman.
I’m not asking for much. I want to feel human. I’m asking to stand equal, as brothers, sisters and persons in arms.