Feminism looks, and will continue to develop differently in each generation. Below are links to wiki pages describing the three marked generations of feminist theory, thus far.
Here are just a few online resources dedicated to bringing quality images and information from the cannon of art history (via the world wide web) to users like YOU! Take a look, and let me knowhow you feel about these new ways of interacting with visual art work.
WikiPaintings: From Wikipedia comes a media-specific site to navigate the complete history of painting (also, it looks like wikiArt was taken). They hope to expand the platform to cover all of art history “from cave artworks to the new talents of today.” In order to keep quality with breadth they began with painting. It functions like other Wiki pages – editable, and will grow with their user base and time.
Art Project: An informal way to peruse some of the world’s finest galleries from the comfort of your computer without any snooty-pants academics telling you not to touch or step back. You can zoom WAY in to see the quality of paints and search around by artist, location, or media type. Just don’t let this keep you from visiting in-person sometime.
Art.sy: Focused on contemporary art, this beta/members only database primarily consists of artists who are currently represented by commercial galleries, and the list is growing each day! Though this is for the more advanced or specialized user, I believe this will become more public soon, as it is not only backed by the creator of twitter, someone from Pandora, but also Larry Gagosian of Gagosian and Marc Glimcher of Pace Gallery.
My own feminist self awareness was first awakened when listening to my mother relate her youthful life aspirations left unattained, and it was affirmed when watching films such as Mona Lisa Smile (historical fiction really gets to me). Now, as I wander the streets of SoHo and the Bowery, I can’t help but get caught up in a generation of the past. I imagine this is a similar feeling which some other girls get when they pass Tiffany’s up on Fifth Avenue with a cup of coffee in one hand and a danish or small clutch in the other (although my role models are historical, I admit they are still romanticized in my mind). As I look up at the stacked structure that houses Marcia Tucker’s New Museum there is no denying that the Women’s Liberation movement, and the women of that generation specifically, changed the thinking of un-numbered individuals who would follow.
As I linger, soon I am overcome by a sinking feeling. That awe-inspiring generation is slipping through our fingertips – retiring, aging, fading away. They are leaving us in a world they helped to re-create and guide with wisdom and gumption that seems somewhat fleeting. In recent years our generation has seen Wall Street occupied, and the plight of Children that are invisibly suffering brought to global Fame, but I have trouble seeing the headway being made in a localized or personal way. What is the true cultural challenge that we have been afraid to look in the face and address? What will define us for our children and grandchildren’s sake?
I fear that the relics of our generation will be little more than highly documented absurdities which served as a distraction from the vast amount of neediness that we are over exposed to. I am not only referring to individual emotional neediness (though it is a reality which is often exposed by web-based lifestyles) but also a kind of meta-neediness – the awareness of the world’s tenuous nature. Looking back on the era of the Vietnam War, a horrible time for humanity, there were people working hard to uncover injustices, and there was civilian confrontation with problems as they were exposed. Other than the occasional Kick-starter what do we support now?
“War” may not be waging on women (in the kind of critical sense by which I think of it) but if all my existence amounts to as a female of my generation is a Facebook page with some flattering images (documenting inaction), a blog sharing intellectual musings (which do not inspire), some Pinterest boards (exemplifying a mere sampling of main stream trends)… what real good have I done?
This is why I am dedicating my Polyvore account to Great Women, and to the pursuit of what Feminism looks like now in light of the aesthetic landscape of contemporary femininity. Nay, Feminism doesn’t seem the right word any more… this is a look at contemporary Womanhood and what that will mean for myself and for the future. It is a small gesture, but I hope it will inspire at least one other girl, who may only be worried about picking out a new nail color, to think further about what her aspirations are for herself.
Click here for the polyvore project.
“303 Gallery was first established by owner and director Lisa Spellman in 1984 at 303 Park Avenue South. In addition to its address, the gallery name also references Alfred Stieglitz’s “Intimate Gallery” artists-collaborative located in Room 303 of the Anderson Galleries building. Spellman’s 303 Gallery moved to the East Village in 1986 where she invited such artists as Christopher Wool and Robert Gober to curate special artist projects and collaboratives. 1989 marked 303 Gallery’s move to 89 Greene Street in Soho where Vito Acconci, Andreas Gursky, and Rirkrit Tiravanija had solo exhibitions. It was on Greene Street that Spellman initially exhibited with Doug Aitken, Hans-Peter Feldmann, Rodney Graham, Karen Kilimnik, and Collier Schorr. In 1996 303 Gallery was among the first galleries to move to Chelsea, opening at 525 West 22nd Street. In 2008, Spellman purchased a new building at 547 West 21st Street, the gallery’s current home.” — 303gallery.com
“Although she says she is wary of characterizing 303 as a “chick gallery” (“The ratio has fluctuated throughout the years,” she says, noting that right now it’s twelve men to thirteen women), she has been peerless in her support of strong, boundary-pushing female artists, like Sue Williams, the Wilson sisters, and Collier Schorr.”
“She also happens to be the grandniece of Cardinal Francis Spellman, the powerful midcentury Catholic prelate of New York; the pew in her front hall is a reminder of that strand of her past.” — nytimes.com
I have been keenly aware of the tendency to become very annoying right after getting married. Trying hard not to post too many wedding photos on Facebook all at once, etc. For someone who is pretty fatigued by planning an event of that scale, it is a surprising challenge not to fixate on these things as a recent bride. Sometimes it is even hard for the people who haven’t spoke to you about much else in a while to find something new to discuss.
I want to share with you some images that I have taken recently, but rather than share them all at once, I would like to break it up a bit. A lot has been going on over the last month, and I would like to give them each their due. Because it was crammed all together in a short span of time I don’t want to gloss over it and label it all “Wedding Stuff” or feel the need to shelve it until our anniversary.
This post is specifically honor my new husband. He is an incredible gift, and I don’t go more than a couple hours without receiving huge reminders that he is, in fact, a bit of a unicorn. To live life with him has been, in these short weeks, a dream. To know that we plan to stick things out together is also a phenomenal source of empowerment for me.
These past few months were busy, not only because of the wedding, but also trudging through my first (of three) years in Graduate school. I also had that traveling exhibit start off this Spring. My husband moved into our place, I moved in, we helped friends move, and when we came back from the honey moon it was only to move my office as well! Within this time of change I could also be loosing some close friends to other life changes like jobs and relocation. Babies have been born and people have moved away, but I count myself very fortunate to have someone to be the constant.
I once thought that a dedicated and loving friend can equate to the companionship found in a spouse. (Obviously I was not speaking from experience on the marriage side of things, and was thinking specifically about day-to-day caring and sharing of life and a less sexually fulfilling relationship, but…) I still believe that, actually, and wish that more of my single friends would take their friendships, including mine, just as seriously as they do the relationship of a potential mate. We hang so much on the idea of an ultimate mate/partner who can fulfill us in all these ways, but I truly think that life should be fulfilling in or out of a marriage-type relationship.
While I celebrate my relationship with my husband, I also celebrate each person that has shown me compassion through companionship – and therein defining what those could mean. For all those who have encouraged me on this path and for those who will be there to see where it leads, I thank you all…
Thank you, Crow Jonah, for promising to stay with me in the challenge of the valley and on the high mountain peaks – to discover love’s depths through me and within our community, together. Thank you for holding a view of love that is expansive and inflates my own. For being the greatest Feminist I know through your continuous actions of service toward me and those around us. I love you.
Why Have There Been No Great Women Artists?
by LINDA NOCHLIN (c. 1971)
“While the recent upsurge of feminist activity in this country has indeed been a liberating one, its force has been chiefly emotional–personal, psychological, and subjective–centered, like the other radical movements to which it is related, on the present and its immediate needs, rather than on historical analysis of the basic intellectual issues which the feminist attack on the status quo automatically raises[…]
[…]What is important is that women face up to the reality of their history and of their present situation, without making excuses or puffing mediocrity. Disadvantage may indeed be an excuse; it is not, however, an intellectual position. Rather, using as a vantage point their situation as underdogs in the realm of grandeur, and outsiders in that ideology, women can reveal institutional and intellectual weaknesses in general, and at the same time that they destroy false consciousness, take part in the creation of institutions in which clear thought–and true greatness–are challenges open to anyone, man or woman, courageous enough to take the necessary risk, the leap into the unknown.”
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“It was an incredible summer day for Bonnie & Crow to tie the knot. Bonnie’s custom dress was stunning, matched with Crow’s bespoke suit. The whole day glowed along with Bonnie & Crow. There were many tiny details, many contributed by friends and family – including ornate paper flower arrangements, custom salt & pepper shakers, and a delicious meal for all the guests at an intimate reception. The bride and groom departed on bicycles with all of the guest around to wave farewell with homemade flags. What a day!”
Special thanks is due to Adam Sjoberg for providing lovely documentation of the day.