Just Don’t Get It On The Sofa
For me, my menstrual cycle is my portal to the blessedness of life… It’s like magic.
A woman by the name of Iris Josephina Verstappen decided it was imperative she smear her own menstrual blood under her eyes and on her hands while letting the blood flow freely down her legs for a nude photoshoot to stop so-called “period-shaming.”
There are photos at the link showing Ms Verstappen in full flow, as it were, so readers can determine for themselves just how uplifting and empowering it is to bleed all over yourself, and the floor, while waiting to be applauded. When not bleeding on things in a terribly radical fashion, Ms Verstappen is a “cycle awareness educator, doula, anthropologist” and, in her words, “an endlessly creative soul.” She offers “body friendly options for menstrual management.”
Whether she gets kickbacks from the local dry-cleaner is, as yet, unclear.
Previously, vaginal knitting.
Sorry, folks. Not sure what went wrong there. This is what I was trying to link to: http://www.independent.co.uk/voices/comment/heres-why-i-ran-the-london-marathon-on-the-first-day-of-my-period-and-chose-not-to-wear-a-tampon-10455176.html
>Then what will the edgy, radical artistes do to shock us all?
Something competent, insightful and interesting to look at, without being preachy would probably be the biggest shock, and also most help to the artists bank balance.
“The first rule of Dunning-Kruger Club is that she doesn’t know she’s in Dunning-Kruger Club.”
Brilliantly put!