Thursday, November 22, 2012

holiday: south-western australia

We wanted to have one last little holiday before the baby comes, so we went south to Bridgetown. We like old-people holidays: driving to a small town, staying in a little house, driving around to other small towns. We like to go into op-shops and look at old buildings and funny little museums and take photos of fallen logs. Then at night we like to read and go to bed early. We have very convenient tastes for people without much money and with a baby on the way.

Here are a few photos I took of spring in the south-west of Western Australia.





 Protea in a garden in Donnybrook.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

vintage baby: the horror

If you have a lot of spare time that you would like to get rid of, may I suggest getting pregnant, going to Etsy, and typing 'baby' in the vintage section? This will also help you get rid of any pesky money you have lying around.

However, in amongst the adorable lurks... the horror. Let me show you some of the things I have seen, and can never unsee. (Click on the image to buy it, IF YOU DARE.)


OH GOD NO


Why do people think crying dolls are so cute? This is seriously upsetting, although that might be partly because they look like Dr Moreau-esque half-monkey creatures.


These things are called Plumpees, and they reflect a very different attitude to childhood obesity.


SINISTER.


I WATCHING YEW! HEE HEE HEE!


Well there's the opening credits for the next season of American Horror Story.


This thing is a bank. It works because once you drop money in, you never want to touch it again.


An adorable depiction of BOUNDLESS RAGE.


You better pray, kid.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

the thing that's making me happy today

...is how much this baby bear on Cute Overload looks like Maurice Sendak's Little Bear.



Monday, September 10, 2012

inspiration: colour


From Marc Jacob's Resort 2013 collection. Wear all your clothes, wear them all at once


 Mandarin ducks, the most beautiful ducks


No post about colour would be complete without a Mary Blair painting. 


Giant pencils by Jonna Pohjalainen


Anonymous artist. Found at Project Thirty-Three, an amazing collection of vintage album covers designed with typography and simple shapes.

Friday, September 7, 2012

why i'm having a fight on facebook


 When you see a friend say something you have a problem with on Facebook or Twitter, do you say something? Or do you keep quiet?

For me, it depends on how much I respect the person. If it's someone I think is an idiot, I won't bother (and I'll generally de-friend them). But if it's someone I respect and I want to engage with, I will say something.

I've just had an argument on a friend's Facebook wall. He is an intelligent person whose comments I really enjoy, so when he posted a caricature of Gina Rhinehart I wanted to say something. The caricature focused on Rhinehart's weight and unattractive appearance. While Rhinehart is a terrible person with despicable political views, I can't help but notice that a lot of the criticism of her has focused on her body and used words like 'fat,' 'greedy,' 'disgusting.' Some media coverage has been truly repugnant, with comments about her vagina as well as her fatness.

Rhinehart's politics disgust me; her body does not. I have a problem with this fat-shaming, not because I care about Rhinehart's feelings, but because I think that every time this kind of thing appears in the media (yes, including my Facebook feed) it adds to a culture of fat-hate that is particularly gendered.

So I said something.

Predictably, I got the usual responses:
  • It's just a joke/cartoon. Don't take it so seriously.
Sorry, but no. Racist jokes are not OK. Misogynist jokes are not OK. Jokes which perpetuate hate and shame are not OK. (And spare me the argument about how racism and fat-shaming are not the same thing. That is not my argument, I am making an analogy.)
  • Making fun of people's looks is a time-honoured tradition of caricature.
I have no problem with a cartoon which shows a fat person as fat. I have a problem with a cartoon which equates fatness with greed and evil.
  • People make fun of my chin dimple. This is exactly the same thing.
Oh fuck off. How many people die every year from being ashamed of their chin dimple? Eating disorders have the highest death rate of any mental illness.
  • The artist posted a funny cartoon and doesn't deserve to be criticised.
Actually, the artist posted their work in a public forum and therefore laid himself open to criticism. And the fact that I believe him to be intelligent and mature enough to engage in this discussion is a compliment to him.
  • It would be offensive if it was someone good like Dawn French, but it's an evil person.
My problem with this isn't that I think Rhinehart will see it and be upset. My problem is that this contributes to a culture of fat-shaming. 
  • She deserves to be criticised and you should pick your battles.
Once again, Rhinehart herself has nothing to do with this. It's the fat-shaming I have a problem with.
  • Wil-E Coyote cartoons show explosives, which are dangerous. Should we ban the cartoons?
Thanks for the straw man argument, it always livens up a discussion. I'm not going to dignify this with an answer.

Of course, posting a dissenting comment on someone's Facebook wall has consequences. The person's friends will see you criticising their friend, and will jump to defend them. Many of them will be angry that you are being 'serious' or 'too intense' in a forum that they see as exclusively for fun. (To give them credit, this cartoonist's friends were almost all polite and did not attack me.) The thing that drives me crazy about arguing on the internet is that people are so free to ignore what you're saying and not address your actual argument, which they can't do in person because I will yell at them until they answer my question.

So what's the point? I could say that maybe someone will go away and think about it, and my comments will change their mind. Or that speaking up when you see something you disagree with is important in its own right. But the truth is that I'm an argumentative, scrappy person and I can't keep my mouth shut.

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

panic

 Sugar cage available here.

I have always known I wanted to have babies. My husband and I have been ready (well, as ready as you can get) for a while but we wanted to pay off our debts and save a little money. When I saw the second pink line on the test I burst out crying and literally fell on the floor. I am very happy!

Is it okay if I'm also freaking out a tiny bit?

See, this is the first thing I've ever done that is truly irrevocable.

Everything else has an escape route, even if it's difficult. Jobs can be quit. Houses can be sold. Pets can be given away. Marriages can be ended. Countries can be fled. But this baby is FOR EVER.

I have been in bad situations, and I know the suffocating feeling of being trapped, and the giddy elation of escaping. One of the reasons I knew it was a good idea to marry my husband is that I never felt trapped with him. And now I've voluntarily put myself into a position where there is no escape.

And it's already started. I can't take drugs and stay up all night partying. To be honest, I don't really want to. I didn't before I got pregnant, either. BUT NOW I CAN'T. I have a human being inside me and I have to look after it!

This isn't something that's keeping me up at night. I think I'm just hormonal and predisposed to anxiety and I'm exercising one of my greatest skills: finding something to worry about. The truth is, choosing not to have a child would be just as irrevocable.

It's hard being a grown-up.

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

guess what?


It's been more tracksuit pants than Givenchy gowns, but I'm having a baby!