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[ID: 2 figures made out of pressed flower petals, on a white background. the first has light purple legs, yellow arms, red cheeks, and short hair. they are offering a flower to the other figure, who looks like they're wearing a pink dress and have green hair in a ponytail.]
Raphaël Delville, Maison des Terrasses (Bruselas, 1935)
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““Mother,” I slowly repeated in Korean. “I am not a boy. I am a girl. I am transgender.” My face reddened, and tears blurred my vision. I braced myself for her rejection and the end to a relationship that had only begun. Silence again filled the room. I searched my mother’s eyes for any signs of shock, disgust or sadness. But a serene expression lined her face as she sat with ease on the couch. I started to worry that my words had been lost in translation. Then my mother began to speak. “Mommy knew,” she said calmly through my friend, who looked just as dumbfounded as I was by her response. “I was waiting for you to tell me.” “What? How?” “Birth dream,” my mother replied. In Korea some pregnant women still believe that dreams offer a hint about the gender of their unborn child. “I had dreams for each of your siblings, but I had no dream for you. Your gender was always a mystery to me.” I wanted to reply but didn’t know where to begin. My mother instead continued to speak for both of us. “Hyun-gi,” she said, stroking my head. “You are beautiful and precious. I thought I gave birth to a son, but it is OK. I have a daughter instead.””
— Andy Marra, The Beautiful Daughter: How My Korean Mother Gave Me the Courage to Transition (via a-witches-brew)
Sacheen Littlefeather has passed away on October 2nd 2022. While people remember her for her acceptance speech on behalf of Marlon Brando, know that she also ended the media blackout of the Wounded Knee occupation, won an Emmy & co-founded the American Indian AIDS Institute of San Francisco.
Ekaterina Popova.
México, 1977.
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Viaje de Lady, 1950, Remedios Varo
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Utopía (2013).
Memory, 1948, René Magritte
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Marqués Alphi.
Llegaste un agosto del...¿2009? Tú, una caja y enfermedades que con los años te iban a desgastar, estoy agradecida porque viviste feliz con Ele. De tantos hogares el de nosotros fue el más afortunado de tenerte por un tiempo.
Lloré y te amé tanto desde que te conocí, pero mi responsabilidad era nula en ese entonces, discúlpame Alpha.
Te subía a mi camita cuando tuve una propia, para que mis papás no me regañaran (aún así lo hacían). La última foto en blanco y negro es como te recuerdo, acostadito con tus rizos preciosos.
Recuerdo que por bravucón con los perros, alguna vez nos persiguieron en jauría unos callejeros, tú siempre echando bronca así te triplicasen en tamaño, salimos ilesos aquella vez y ahora hasta risa me da. También recordaré aquella vez que le echaste bronca al perro intocable de la vecina y nos dijo que lo querías asesinar, hazme el favor. Era otra historia con los humanos, porque eras un amor peludo, ele me cuenta cómomejoró tu temperamento tras la cirugía.
Cuántas playas, parques y lugares no conociste, eh. Viviste entre el jardín y la casa con Nike, hasta que ella partió (qué curioso cómo se fue, esperando a que llegara ele para despedirse, acostada en la tierra y no en su casita, aguantando hasta el último instante, siempre fuerte sin dar indicios de nada, ¿tu también habrás pensado en ele? ¿en la bebé? Yo creo que sí y muchas gracias, mi Alphita) ¿recuerdas a Lucky?, después llegó Marla y con ele se fueron a la península, disfrutaste de la playa (aunque no estoy segura si disfrutaste del mar como Marla) y viajaste a las europeas, qué fuerza la tuya. Siempre con Marla y Ele, siempre acompañado y lleno de amor. Me hubiera gustado darte unos besos de despedida y acompañar a Ele.
Sembré muchos girasoles en tu nombre, espero te gusten, son en agradecimiento por existir con nosotras, Alphita, Alphredito, Alfanumérico, Marqués (porque viviste como uno) siempre te guardaré en mi corazón. <3
Gemini, 1938, Victor Brauner