So. I wasn't going to post anymore body shots because I'm finding the whole body challenge deeply weird. Not that weird normally puts me off, but all these itsy bits of bodies feel a bit disembodied and sort of creepy. Maybe it's me, or I'm being a bit prudish. But then last night, I was looking through my outtakes from the lemon tree, flash at night session, and I thought, I could do something with this. I know, they're my feminist pits (bits) and I lay in bed thinking about the title to this post and giggling under the doona. My inner seven year old thought it would be very funny to post a picture of underam hair on the internet. A little bit rude, even. Hee, hee.
This picture reminds me a little of the underarm shot in the liner notes to Sense and Sensuality (1982) by the Au Pairs. This and Live in Berlin (1983) were my favourite records during my hardcore feminist years. I wish I hadn't gotten rid of all those records, I'm feeling a bit punk today and think I could listen to Headache for Michelle right now. They were heady days, those days from second year uni on. The feminist collective battle between the radical and liberal feminists where I got to be the vibes watcher, charged with pulling women apart if the struggle became too heated. A women's peace camp at Cockburn Sound. Actions, protests, a women's magazine. Lots of dancing and parties too. We were on fire and ready to change the world. And in the main, we were hairy. Shaving was definitely not hip, although lipstick worn in an ironic way was. Along with dresses from the fifties and sixties, worn with stomping boots. As the years have passed, I vacillate between shaving and not shaving various bits of me. It's really not at all important, but I would hate to feel that I had to. Especially my underarms. And hair or not, I still call myself a feminist. A bit soft around the edges at times but growing stronger again. Especially since becoming a mother, but that's a whole other story.
May's challenge is street photography, which I am hugely excited about. No doubt it will push my comfort zone in new ways and be a huge technical challenge with a slow point and shoot camera. But I am really looking forward to the openess and outsideness this challenge. Anyway, it's still April, so you can see more bodily parts here. Really, it's not creepy at all. Just a little strange. In a good way.