Tagged feminist

Art + Feminism // Wikipedia, Representation & Art

Can you name five women artists? Off the top of your head, no Googling or asking a friend. Put that smartphone away, please. No cheating. Take a minute. It is okay if their names do not fly to the forefront of your mind immediately. I’ll wait. If you can name five women artists, go ahead…

Nudity Redefined // Feminism and the Male Gaze in the Nude Portrait

by Selina Macias (@afrogyps). Photography by Victoria Dewey (@tori_ventures).  Patriarchal ideology has long defined how we perceive feminine nudity, modesty, and sensuality. Through this male gaze, the nude self-image of women becomes distorted and controlled, and traditional masculine interpretations of modesty become a means of restraining the female body. American poet and feminist Adrienne Rich…

Ode to an Ever-Changing Wardrobe

by Robbie Masters. Robbie is a writer and fine artist based in Bristol, UK. Their work addresses questions of transgender identities, mental health and sexual politics through a queer feminist lens, drawing upon their personal experience as a queer, femme survivor.  There’s a grumbling in the basement; in my stomach; in the depths of my mind. There’s…

In Media Res: Notes from My Eating Disorder Relapse

TW: eating disorders, body image [NB from Q: This was written about 2 months ago in the midst of an ED relapse – it was barely even written for the blog, but we’ve decided to share it anyway. I’ve since “recovered,” so let’s all agree to view this as a historical relic]   My perception…

Raising a Feminist // the Guilt of Solo Motherhood

Boshemia regular Elisha Pidcock’s latest instalment of her feminist parenting column, Raising a Feminist. “I am the worst mom ever,” I think to myself as my child cries at the dinner table over her uneaten Spider Man Spaghetti-O’s, pleading with me to let her sit in front of the tv while she eats. It has been…

How To Not Take A Joke // On Michelle Wolf, Smokey Eyes and Outrage

Political comedy has become a little stagnant recently. When the current US administration is such a joke it’s hard to make proper jokes about it. There was one evening in late night when literally every single late night host made the same joke. Don’t get me wrong, I still love Seth Meyers and Samantha Bee,…

Cornerstones Of My Feminism // R’s Feminist Journey

I believe that to some degree, I was a feminist from a very young age. I grew up in Zimbabwe and something that I remember clearly is that me and many other young girls resisted the ideals that the culture restlessly encoded within us. The idea that boys had more value than girls. Older women…

Cornerstones of My Feminism // V’s Feminist Pop Culture Syllabus

Boshemia founders asked the staff writers to think about what pop culture creates their feminist practice. V shares her feminist syllabus. These are the feminist materials that have punctuated my life: my basic syllabus of feminist culture. It is by no means conclusive and there are many more pieces that I would recommend for in-depth…

Netflix’s GLOW // Women Are Strong As Hell

GLOW opens on Ruth Wilder (Alison Brie), reading for a part in an audition. She emotively delivers a powerful and dramatic monologue, at the end of which the casting director informs her that she had been reading the wrong part—the man’s part. They reset. The casting director leads her in. Ruth performs the women’s audition part: (knock knock) Sorry to interrupt, your wife is on line two. This opening scene sets the flavour for GLOW perfectly; the show is a delightfully nostalgia-hazed and also critical and shrewdly observant portrayal of the real-life women’s wrestling circuit of the same name—The Gorgeous…

Raising a Feminist || The Importance of Identity

Our talented guest writer Elisha returns with her second instalment of Raising a Feminist. __________________ We are all searching for the reason why we’re here. In some way or another, we’re all embarking on a journey that comes in the form of self-expression, personal development, accomplishment, fulfillment; success and purpose, whatever it may mean to you. The ways in which we try to fill the blanks between “I was born,” and “I was born, because…” are innumerable. Our journeys are all personal and vary greatly based on the individual, but something that I think gets lost is the divide between us…