Gender
The convergence of technology and romance opens up a complex network of possibilities…
Sounds of Abida Parveen and Falguni Pathak’s force move me to other frames, that foreground unforgiven settlements. They provide me with what Jacqui Alexander has so beautifully called “pedagogies of the sacred.”
Written in one sitting in Philadelphia, Ukeles’ manifesto was a manifestation of the rage she felt when she was pregnant with her first child and a male mentor proclaimed, “Well, Mierle, I guess you know you can’t be an artist now.”
What is the language, across languages, that we associate with sexuality? Is it healing? Empowering? Does this language comfort and console? Does it lift you up and make you feel good about who you are?
As a girl, I was made to believe that pleasure was something that existed outside my body, something that I had to seek out, something that was necessarily a product of a partnered experience. I don’t think I was even allowed to want pleasure, especially in its sexual forms.
Celine Sciamma’s ‘Tomboy’, is a brilliantly woven tale that dissolves rigid gender and sexual boundaries and defies quite a few…
‘All I have to say is sporty spice is the only one without a bloke’ is the warning given by…
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Sexuality makes me think of an erotic adventure. Something that helps us be alive to the world around us, and to life around us.
The relationship with my body is so fragmented that there’s not a primary “real” me, and that’s also how I locate queerness within disability.
Sexuality is fluid, embodying my emotions, and their expression, thereby creating an aspect of my identity central to me.
The pandemic and lockdown isolation made recovery harder for people with sex or porn addiction because of a lack of support systems that enabled their recovery.
If you’ve got a body, in which you’re going to negotiate this life, you have to know how it works.
The lovers enact many recognizable hetero-normative romantic tropes – the wronged petulant woman pacified via kisses and caresses, the woman too tired for sex who then tries to placate the sulking male lover.
What does belonging, then, look like in urban India for people from different social, economic and political backgrounds?