T he most intimate part of being a person—your body, the thing that should be most your own—takes on different and unfamiliar meanings in certain spaces. Sometimes, the significance of your body has nothing to do with you. That's what I was thinking about while touring Tschabalala Self's first solo museum exhibition in the United States, now on view at the Frye Art Museum. As someone who inhabits a black body, someone who is a black woman, I am used to the dissonance between black female bodies in popular culture from mammy-hood to hypersexualized constant availability and actual black female bodies.
The mundane human forms in Tschabalala Self's show at Frye Art Museum.
Follow behind as we take a quick spin through the admittedly quite Eurocentric tale of Butts in Art History. But they were obviously also admired separately. Everyone knows that the first object generally taught in Art History as a sign of humans being self-aware enough to model their own image is Venus of Willendorf. Jeff Koons is obsessed. Leave it to the Greeks, however, to take the ass homage to the next level — and the set the standard for butts to come. And much of that is owed not to a painter or sculptor, but to Aristotle. While he may not have been a certified Ph. Guess what? Oh, the sphere. Take a look at classical art — one could bounce a quarter off those naked buns of the Kouros, seen below.
He did not like the idea of early morning seminary and he told me I was old enough to make my own choice to serve a mission, but he strongly advised against it. But it was frightening Toughen up if you're the doctors girl. I even had three kids in with me during a impromptu vaginal examination when I was preggo with my fourth. I do not threaten lightly. Vh65, your marriage is a black swan.
Best of luck, and God bless. Find out what your partner thinks of as non-negotiable. I also expected that my spouse would be temple worthy and that I would get married in the temple, which was not the case. You might need more than he can give.