female sexualisation in media and comics

(Okay, I’m cheating a little by partially reusing a linkdump I compiled back in January — but this is forever topical!)

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The male gaze & the portrayal of women in media is one of the things I’m perpetually interested in, mostly because it’s usually so gosh-darned unhealthy and strange. Most of these pages were scrounged up over the course of a single evening, after pitching headfirst down the rabbit hole & following link after link after recommendation after link. Here they are, for posterity and if you also have an evening to spare:

  • Porn That Women Like: Why Does It Make Men So Uncomfortable?: The comments are interesting in that apparently James Deen’s porn isn’t much different from the usual, but I definitely agree that he is way more attractive than what I’ve seen of most porn stars. And I don’t really care about the actual quality of his films, but am super interested in why guys looking like him can’t get jobs in porn, the homophobia argument, the disembodied phallus, etc.

A friend of mine made the point that even while she completely agrees, another part of her just likes the sight of hot ladies. And I know that I waver sometimes in terms of good artwork; for an example off the top of my head, I’m a big fan of Stuart Immonen’s art in Nextwave even though the women have wacky Barbie proportions, because it’s obviously super-stylised and they don’t show that much skin. (And not to mention, Elsa Bloodstone is so badass.) So there’s a line to tread, I guess, but for the most part it feels like the broader media is still doing it wrong.

Anyway, that’s the tip of the iceberg! If anyone else out there has further thought-provoking/well-written/funny/etc posts on this topic, feel free to pipe up and share! As you can see, once you get started there’s really no end to it. But I still don’t get tired of reading about this, ever. There’s a pretty obvious connection between advertising’s image of women & our self-esteem; when it’s so pervasive like this, no wonder so many people have inaccurate or unhealthy relationships to their own bodies.

(Note to self: At some point, blog my thoughts on specifically the male gaze/female gaze in a few diff. movies.)

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inaugural post: on publishing & literature.

Since today is my birthday — and I’ve spent most of it applying endlessly for part-time jobs — I figured I could dust off the blog and get started with a small post.

Two days ago, I had a Skype conversation with my sister. Our father had mentioned to her that I wanted to be an author, but was also trying to get into publishing. Her reaction, as she explained to me, was the following: “Oh, that is one of the saddest things I’ve ever heard. It’s heartbreaking that Julie’s breaking her back to get into publishing books, but she’s not doing what she wants to do — what she really wants to do is write books. That’s terrible!”

Well… true and not true.

My entire university career revolved around talking about others’ books, after all. I really do think fiction is important. The stories we choose to tell — and choose to consume — are like a little snapshot of our culture and our values; they’re a strange, inverted lens through which to view humanity and what we find important. I think exposing people to good literature is important. It can last for hundreds of years. It’s an enduring legacy, a marker of our day. I hope that most people understand this. I’ve spent far more time reading others’ books than I’ve spent writing my own, and I don’t view that as wasted time, or as a pale shade of what I’d really like to be doing.

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© lorena*arance (flickr)

So, yes: it’s true that if I won the lottery tomorrow, I would love the opportunity to finally sit down & churn out these novel ideas I have in my head, unimpeded by petty constraints like “how do I pay rent, how do I eat”.

But in all honesty? If I won the lottery tomorrow, I could imagine still scooping up unpaid publishing internships, too. Because this career path that I’m exploring, it’s not a deeply dissatisfying second choice or last resort, it’s not a disappointment, it doesn’t represent crushed dreams — it actually is what I want to do, in addition to writing. Because my passion is books! Anything and everything to do with books! And getting good books read! Whether that means getting my own published (because I think they would be good, okay) or helping other quality texts get published. Whatever it takes. As long as I get to play a role in this industry, and be surrounded by other people who care about literature as much as I do.

So, no. It’s not sad or heartbreaking. It’s what I genuinely want to do.

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