There were a number of no-shows for my party, some of whom may actually read this!
It went fairly well however, and the neon was a hit. A few people openly appreciated my artwork, which they really shouldn't do as it only encourages me, and makes me temporarily blank out all recent show and grant rejections. I had the opportunity to educate again about female anatomy and genital cosmetic surgery, which is always good. I had the opportunity again yesterday when I participated in an artist talk.
I addressed a group of liberal to progressive women, some of them activists, all of them feminists. I spoke about my very first group show in 1986 at the National Women Studies Association Conference, Joanna Russ's piece I posted in GD, porn, sexuality, the clitoris, and clit show. I ended up going last and many of the former speakers had referenced their personal experiences of sexual violence, poverty, and abortion. I said at one point, "I'm never sure whether I should tell my own story." They immediately encouraged me. So I started, I talked about trafficking, the programs, fascists and slavery..., and I also started shaking. They were mostly Obama folks, you know, but I tried to explain briefly that power is wielded less by politicians these days than by other forces and actors. I said this was no theory, it was based on my personal experience. I can't remember how I summed it up, it was very brief, but as I transitioned to another topic, the shaking lessened.
Two friends embraced me and were supportive, another two women thanked me for my courage and apologized for my continuing struggles. I could tell however, the majority could not have taken it in. I got the distinct feeling they didn't believe me. The organizer of the event went on in praise of Obama as if nothing had happened.
It was so hard! I don't know how often I want to do that anymore, at least not for a very long time.