Female penis?

2015

2015

I began drawing pornification 2015, it looked like invading our visual world, entertainment and thinking, but never thought mankind would end up thinking penis could be a female organ or one could be female just by saying so or one could be a fascist by saying sex is real. This change of speak is so fast and feels quite sudden that it seems like a trend and fashion, something forced on and making all accept deception and falsehood as normal, something to blindly follow. Why is this dangerous and alarming for women especially is that making laws where your sex is an announcement only forces females accept penises in our spaces where women get naked. It all is dangerous on many levels and one being plastic surgery and hormone treatments. They are especially harmful for minors. When therapists, psychologists, doctors and any officials buy this as good progress and say when regret happens you can buy yourself new breasts, it is a red flag, it is incompetence, negligence and absolutely immoral.

Penis is the organ with what women get penetrated, harassed, bullied, intimitated, ridiculed, minimized and scared, it is shown off and a power tool. Thinking this all is irrelevant and women hysterical for a minor issue, is nothing but undermining women’s concerns again. Erected penis at waxing house for women only or a transwoman filming in female bathhouse in secret is nothing but a violation against women and their privacy and such acts usually have been fun for men. So I do not see any feminism or leftism here, only abuse of power and isms many people do not seem to understand but abuse and wanting to shrink women’s chances of feeling safe. Being feminine doesn’t mean you are female and no one must take someone’s word for real in such matters, let alone feelings of being physically something other. Sex is biological, biology defines us and male behaviour is rooted in biology. Why this abhorrent misogyny surfaces now and why many young women feel inadequate and think cutting breasts off might help?

You happy, me happy. Fucking great! Fuck you happy. Fuck this and that.

Bodies online, drawings and watercolors, 2015-

Blow, 2013

Questionnaire, summer of love

To blow

Isn’t there a sense of doom and forbidden. The most vulnerable part of us is not something to step on and keep quiet about, but we keep on exploiting it. It is triggering.

Genitalia the feared and wanted is the reality and phenomenon in us. Bizarre mixture of resentment, contempt, hate, desire, mystery, unknown territory, private parts and regulated animal heat. What would not be in there? All of us are there probably constantly. A need that comes out from that thing which cannot be said out loud without little feeling of discomfort. We are our sex, we are sexual organs on display, birth of shame, division and roles shared, boxes given even not wanted, but to make us do a proper choice. For our safety and stability of the society we need to protect our sexuality. To get safety via possession and wealth we expose ourselves. Strange contradictions and play which partly turn us on. Is it still a joke or a matter to be solved?

Yes it is a little bit of ha ha and definitely a mess to be cleared. Most people won’t solve the issue for themselves. It is too much to take, too scary and society around goes on judging. It is a burden too heavy to bear in front of others, disconnection to one’s own self, maybe it is property, which is sad, an unwanted part of body very much wanted, a natural and essential part of mind. Who is it for to explore than for everybody. For those who dare to think differently what is that exploring about. When we think we are finding out we may be just repeating patterns given to us. What we are supposed to be doing is on a music video and our sexuality is revealed through the clothes we wear?

Why write about such matter is because sex is the one thing leading our world and the mystery of organs and parts dictating our lives is rather interesting. Parts of humans, which stay hidden, mended, fixed, ridiculed, covered, not looked at, untouched, unholy by many and by those many who have a conservative mind want all of us to share their view. Meaning of one’s sex is such that it rules. Why would your idea of sex rule my idea of it. My gender, organs and sexuality make me and I am being guarded because of my sex. Puzzling is and will be the matter how we become to be ourselves via our sexuality. It is something very complex which is desired to be something very simple.

As a female born bad

How is it the very thought of my sex is somewhat crooked from the beginning, something to look forward is trouble? An early pregnancy, protecting virtuous femininity, tell her of the dangers, you are fragile you cannot, but still I am so strong that I must carry worries of others, they are given to me as a gift, still I am so strong that my beauty takes me to places, that my looks is my possession and my strength as my weakness and hell. It is not your concern, why would it, but yes hang on me, I’m the mightiest fucking person alive.