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    <title>A facebook note from spring break.</title>
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    <published>2008-04-03T20:45:17Z</published>
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    <summary>So, I&apos;ve told people that I&apos;m cleaning out my room. Now... I don&apos;t think anyone, no matter how well they know me and my past living habits knows how much stuff I have. They think they do... but they don&apos;t....</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>So, I've told people that I'm cleaning out my room. Now... I don't think anyone, no matter how well they know me and my past living habits knows how much stuff I have. They think they do... but they don't. My closet is the length and height of the entire north wall. My desk, which is the length of another wall is covered above and below. Now... this stuff isn't just junk... it's stored. Because my mother is obsessed with saving things and I am her except younger and more forgetful basically. So anyway. I have a lot of stuff. More than anyone reading this.  Promise. </p>]]>
        <![CDATA[<p>So I've found out recently that I have a job secured for the next three summers, and after that I'll be graduated so I will be out in the world. Effect: I will no longer be coming home to stay for longer than a few days from now on. (on top of this my parents may be moving to Omaha... so there is another reason for what I'm currently doing) So... I'm cleaning out my room. Like... garbage bags full of stuff. One storage bin hidden under my desk had a huge stack of letters and birthday cards. I know I have to throw them away, so I decided to read them before I did. They were pretty predictable... from my grandparents, thank you notes from cast gifts I had given, CCCC thank you for you time this year cards... and a lot of letters from Rachel Slama which were really heartbreaking. But in some crazy turn the very bottom of the pile was a letter I had written to myself in the future. I must have written it in about 5th or 6th grade... I'm pretty sure it was a church project. Most of the things I said were insignificant. I asked a lot of questions- if I remembered this person and this event, if the boy I had liked at the time was my boyfriend, and how my summer vacation went. Why the heck did I ask so many questions? I knew they wouldn't be answered except with time. But I was curious. I was so curious about what would unfold in my 6th grade life... like I am now about the entire rest of my life. I don't think that when I wrote that letter I was taking responsibility for the events I was wondering about. I didn't ever date that boy I liked, my summer was fun... but I'm sure it was very boring, and I have forgotten most of the people I met associated with that letter. So... hopefully with a tiny bit more perspective (I don't begin to claim that I have a significant amount of knowledge about life yet) I want to write my future self a letter. Hopefully I'll forget about it in a few months, and hopefully I'll find it before they sell facebook for billions and kick us off or I lose interest in it. So, for anyone who cares, but this is mostly for me. (Ha. As I post it on facebook)</p>

<p><em>Hey,<br />
Soo... yeah. I realize that this is lame. This week I've found lots of old diaries that make me cringe. Except the one from when I was 7 and I thought I liked Leif Sorenson and knew I wanted to be an archaeologist.</p>

<p>So, right now I'm at this point in my life where I'm going to have to fess up to the fact that my dreams aren't big enough. Yeah, Ron and Jacob were right about that. So... I've set myself in these paths that are in the direction, but not enough. I know that stage managing is something I love and want to do... but I know that I need to be able to be creative. And I know that I have to do something to feel like I make a difference. I never thought that I'd turn out that way. I've lately been feeling unfulfilled. I have this idea. The Youtube idea... and hopefully that gets off the ground, I'm praying I don't lose interest or have so much trouble with it that I have to stop. I hope I can be significant. I want to look back on this letter and be like, cool. I acknowledged that. I put it in writing. More than one person saw it, so hopefully I'll be more motivated to do these little things that I'm dreaming I could do. I want to create something that I can do every day and be excited because I'm the one who changes it when I get bored with it. I realize that dreams change. And maybe I've found something more specific... but it's important to remember what you loved and aspired to at one point. That's what you want right now.</p>

<p>So... currently I don't believe in marriage. At all. Not even a little bit. People who get married at this age just want to have sex without feeling guilty. ...that's what I think. I think it is stupid and women automatically think it's what they want... but it just sounds boring to me. There's no way I could be happy with one person forever. ...Except for that one guy I would happily do it all with. I've doodled my married name so many times. (my last name hyphenate looks better with my last name before his) I often worry that I'm just one of those girls that I hate... and it scares me that that's what I need to feel happy but it's not what my brain will let me be happy with... marriage and family and all that. I feel like that was part of what spencer was for? showing me that about myself... and it sucks. I hate that about myself right now. Maybe I can come to peace with it. And maybe things with that guy will never even come close to working out. I really hope you held on, no matter how pathetic it is. Four point five years down... what's a few more I guess? I just sighed after I finished that sentence. I suppose I could just say his name. He knows who he is. Well... I'm lame. Anyone besides me who will read this knows who I'm talking about anyhow. Oof. Hope he likes my imaginary plans for us. (Don't get freaked and weirded out! It's not my fault I think that! It's a social implication put down for women since cave people! Forgive me) But this letter is for me! Back to Me!</p>

<p>There are some little things that mean the world to me now that I want you to be reminded of... because they were so small and I know I forget lots of things. Random pouring your heart out messages to Bryan, which are becoming fewer and fewer. Going to Marlins with Kenny after 1am. Honeycomb shampoo. TJ's sticky note. How much you loved Thelma & Louise. And how lonely you are... but keeping busy with stage management is so perfectly suited for forgetting the fact that you are. It's almost... a pleasurable form of melancholy. How hopeful you are now... I think that's a promising quality I have now. Remember that Chris will always get you no matter what... damn... I know, but it's true. Remember Our Town... that basically sums up everything you ever need to feel as one person. Who cares how you did, Emily was for you. Remember breaking into Rarig at 2 in the morning to turn in your lighting paper... haha. Twas fun and terrifying. Remember that if you do get married that you have to wait until Portia is ordained. I'm sorry, but that would be so cool.</p>

<p>I guess I"m kind of running out of things to say. I hope I find you well. Your health has always been perfect, let us hope it stays that way. I'm thinking that when you eventually figure out what you're doing with your life in every aspect... you know you can do more than that. Take your own advice too... don't just adore dishing it out to your friends who still call for help. I hope between now and then I can take some self-doubt and turn it into confidence, and make some more friends too. I really gotta work on that. Hopefully sex with someone you love is worth it... it's my only hope at this point. Otherwise I think I'm a lesbian. That made me laugh today. Hopefully it turns out to still be funny and not terribly, terribly sad in the future.</p>

<p>I know. I'm naive. At least I know. This might end up sounding stupid... but it feels like something I'm supposed to do tonight as I'm throwing away so much of my past... I need to remember something of it.</p>

<p>So, I guess that's it for right now.<br />
Kind of sad, you know?<br />
-Courtney. 21 March 2008</em></p>]]>
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    <title>Dun Dun</title>
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    <published>2008-02-19T20:23:52Z</published>
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    <title>Reframings</title>
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    <published>2008-02-19T01:23:46Z</published>
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    <summary>I think feminist critiques are oftentimes too inaccessible for their vision and ideas to reach a large number of people. (It took me hours to stumble through just a few pages of Judith Butler) If we begin to do what...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>I think feminist critiques are oftentimes too inaccessible for their vision and ideas to reach a large number of people. (It took me hours to stumble through just a few pages of Judith Butler) If we begin to do what Diane Neumaier asks of us in the intro, to critique and analyze this great new wave of feminist art, we might find that the words are more relevant because seeing a photograph or other piece of artwork can inspire so many ideas in the audience to begin with, so analyzing and critiquing art that people can and want to understand may be a better way for feminist theory and ideas to reach them. </p>]]>
        <![CDATA[<p>I think Neumaierâ€™s Reframings book is a nearly first and successful completion of her call to feminists. She has collected and analyzed artwork from over forty artists and paired them with the writings of some of the top women in the field. Published and in book form this is a perfect example of making the message accessible. It is a positive (and when negative also critical) representation of women that allows for discussion and debate of current feminist issues. </p>

<p>Some of the issues that were brought to the surface were those of creating identity through photobiographies, postcolonialism and some women wanting to be the subject of this postcolonialist gaze, realizing the female body through photographs, societyâ€™s anxiety about differences in sexuality, and representation of the binary â€œunderdogsâ€?. </p>

<p>The first two themes dive into the idea of who is able to make feminist art. Since most of the book deals with self portraits in some way, it makes sense that the first section was about turning the camera back onto the artist.  After all, I think feminism is focused frequently these days on simply making stories heard, and these first pieces of art were about doing just that.  It also deals with the idea that photos are made, not taken.  If it is true that photos are made, it makes sense that the next section is about creating identity through photos, and not just viewing an exact image or representation of an identity.  I am from South Dakota so the topic of Native women in photography really stuck out to me.  The presenters said that it was described as an art form accessible to these women, but oftentimes they are unable to create an identity outside the stereotype of their race and sex.  </p>

<p>One interesting concept for me was the one of defying the post colonialist gaze.  The first part of this chapter dealt with not merely the potential objectification of the subject in a photo, but of the desire to be photographed.  I thought the idea of photographer and â€œsubjectâ€? working together very interesting since theatre is a very much similar art with the director/designers and actors.  I feel this would be a project worth exploring someday.  Because of this new dynamic, the question is raised, â€œcan they speak for themselves?â€?  (meaning the subject in the photograph)  If this can happen in the process for some, I think it certainly could be used in other photographic projects that may currently be objectifying or misrepresenting women (or anyone for that matter).  The subject may finally have the chance to say â€œI control how you see meâ€?  and to rebel against the idea that photographs of a person perhaps of a subordinate race, sexuality, etc. are not for the dominant equivalent to use as a means of discovering themselves.  </p>

<p>I am a little bit proud that before I read chapter 8 of Reframings that my main thoughts after hearing everyoneâ€™s summaries were about context or the â€œwhoâ€?.  Itâ€™s all well and good to be compiling this volume and taking leaps and bounds in the ideas and methods used by feminist artists, but who is allowed to take these photos and make some of these bold statements?  I was happy to find that question posed in chapter 8 as well.  Abigail Solomon-Godeau in her essay asks the question, â€œwho is allowed to speak for whom?â€?  I read work by the theorist she references, Foucault, and have been really struck by that question.  At first I thought that maybe art could do something that essays and academia could not do, to represent one woman without blanketing the experience of all into one little box of oppressions.  When I think of art telling a story, I know that it is from a point of viewâ€¦ the artists!  And I know that part of their history is influencing the work that they do (and hopefully inspiring it in the case of self representation that this book seems to focus on).  I hoped that maybe art could escape that blanket, but Solomon-Godeau doesnâ€™t seem to think it can.  She mentions that no matter whether the art is trying to show absolute truth or a metaphor for experience, that people will assume the piece of art speaks for all people of the same sex or race or gender or sexual orientation or any combination of these.  The discursive constructions we have in our society simply wonâ€™t allow any binary â€œunderdogâ€? to speak.  This delves into an idea we discussed in the postcolonialist gaze chapter of the book about â€œwhitenessâ€? being the invisible privilege to speak for and tell the stories of these others and have the privilege to be the â€œIâ€? subject in art, literature, and countless other places.   </p>

<p>The reason we read this volume together is really clear after having read the last chapter.  Solomon-Godeau emphasizes the ability of women to represent individualism, but cautions against universalizing the experience of all those in the category of woman.  We all experienced pieces of the book as weâ€™ve all had different experiences as woman (plus whatever other baggage you come with).  And I think that the first step is to put all the information in the center of the circle so that everyone knows as much as possible.  <br />
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    <title>Photography</title>
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    <published>2008-02-12T18:49:43Z</published>
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    <summary>The only photographer I have ever really admired or possibly understood is Ansel Adams. Going into a unit on photography I feel unprepared to say the least. My mother&apos;s lifetime of habitually taking identical posed photos to put into elaborate...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>The only photographer I have ever really admired or possibly understood is Ansel Adams.  Going into a unit on photography I feel unprepared to say the least.  My mother's lifetime of habitually taking identical posed photos to put into elaborate and unique scrapbooks has rubbed off on me, and all my pictures are exactly the same.  I don't feel like I have the eye yet.  The Reframings chapter descriptions of the photos didn't mean anything to me, and I didn't really understand the photographs' meanings even after I had their interpretation.  </p>

<p>Ansel Adams isn't controversial like the photos we'll be looking at.  He's pretty serene, which is what I love.  The things I know about photography are that I like black and whites, and photos that bring the outdoors to me since I don't really like many outdoor activities.  I am going to try really hard to understand the meanings in these feminist photographs, even though I think finding absolute meaning in art is really subjective.  Like Judy Chicago telling her students that everyone should be able to tell what her piece is saying?  Honestly?  I don't think that is ever possible because of people like me.  </p>

<p>So... hopefully I can find something in these photos close to how I relate to Ansel Adams so I can relate to these feminist artists as well.  </p>]]>
        
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    <title>Week 2 Blog - The male gaze in cinema</title>
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    <published>2008-02-03T18:53:32Z</published>
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    <summary>So I&apos;m taking the class Feminist Film Studies. So far a few of the things have been really overlapping. I just did two readings- Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema by Laura Mulvey and Is the Gaze Male? by E. Ann...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>So I'm taking the class Feminist Film Studies.  So far a few of the things have been really overlapping.  I just did two readings- <em>Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema </em>by Laura Mulvey and <em>Is the Gaze Male?</em> by E. Ann Kaplan.  They were both dealing with the pyschoanalysis involved in how women are portrayed in cinema and women's sex roles in life in relation to the cinema.  I thought these were really relavent, especially for when we begin studying film and other media like music videos.</p>]]>
        <![CDATA[<p>LAURA MULVEY<br />
A politically and aesthetically avant-garde cinema is now possible, but it can still only exist as a counterpoint.  </p>

<p>(on getting lost in movies and self recognition) â€œThe sense of forgetting the world as the ego has come to perceive it (I forgot who I am and where I was) is nostalgically reminiscent of that presubjective moment of image recognition.â€? (before you recognize your own image in the mirror)</p>

<p>Page 42: As the man identifies with the male protagonist as the leader and controller of that imaginary space, even if the woman is not displayed obviously as a sex object, if he possesses her, the entire audience (male spectator) possesses her in their relation to the male protagonist.  </p>

<p>Cinema can shift the emphasis of â€œthe look.â€?  The place of the look defines cinema, the possibility of varying it and exposing it.  This is what makes cinema quite different in its voyeuristic potential from, say, strip-tease, theatre, shows and so on.  Going far beyond highlighting a womanâ€™s to-be-looked-at-ness, cinema buildis the way she is to be looked at into the spectacle itself.  Playing on the tension between film as controlling the dimension of time (editing, narrative) and film as controlling the dimension of space (changes in distance, editing), cinematic dcodes create a gaze, a world and an object, thereby producing an illusion cut to the measure of desire.  </p>

<p>SECOND- E ANN KAPLAN<br />
Women represent two things in cinema, according to Freud-</p>

<p>Voyeurism- linked to male pleasure in his own sexual organ transferred to pleasure in watching other people having sex.  It is the desire of little boys to peep through keyholes, adult men look at films, the screen is framed just like the peep hole.  Not only during sex scenes, but all views of women in cinema</p>

<p>Fetishism- men have dread that women may be their undoing.  (this is found all over in literature) Men have a fear of castration, and without a phallis, this is what women represent, and why they are feared.  To combat this fear men create fetish for women so that the feelings of fear and dread turn to feelings of pleasure</p>

<p>But have these two psychoanalyses been used as a tool to make women accept their place and roles in the lives of men?  </p>

<p>Page 126: â€œIf  she [any woman] is to have sexual pleasure, it can only be constructed around her objectification; it cannot be a pleasure that comes from desire for the other (a subject position)- that is, her desire is to be desired.â€?</p>

<p>Most sexuality is expressed in dominant-submissive roles.  </p>

<p>Even when the gaze is reversed and women are the ones making men the object, the woman then must take on a role that is dominant and removes all her caring, warm, motherly qualities.  She must take on the Masculine role.  Western society is very focused on having two sex different together.  This benefits men because their desire usually carries power while a womanâ€™s does not.  </p>

<p>One way to fight this role as subject is to look at motherhood.  In motherhood theories say that the mother is finding phallus in the child, or SELF in the child.  But one interesting thing comes in single mother households.  If there is no father for the woman to be the object of, and she is the subject for the child, new symbolic roles are created for that child.  <br />
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    <title>Week 1 Blog - Who controls media</title>
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    <published>2008-01-29T17:21:57Z</published>
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    <summary>After going through the Pozner reading, the question that stuck in my mind was about how we know what we know, and who controls the media? All my friends have blogs except for me, and lots of them put videos...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>After going through the Pozner reading, the question that stuck in my mind was about how we know what we know, and who controls the media?  All my friends have blogs except for me, and lots of them put videos of their performances and randomness on youtube.  Journalists control what we read in newspapers... simply which stories and also what sort of hidden angle they spin it with.  Television news is the same.  But when you consider blogs and youtube as "new media"  you really see that everyone has the potential to control media.  </p>]]>
        <![CDATA[<p>Videos on youtube have millions and millions of views... some of them original and some of them postings of other media.  </p>

<p>One video that particularly sticks out in my memory is one we stumbled across in another GWSS class.  While we were studying music videos we came across a video someone had made of their 6 year old sister doing the dance with the Pop Lock and Drop It music video.  Apart from the fact that it's cringe-worthy that a 6 year old is already emulating behavior of sex "objects" on television... the thing that really bothers me is that her older sister got out the video camera and put it up on the internet for thousands of people to look at.  If media is in her hands, it really scares me as to where it could go.  Obviously we have the right to self expression and that video didn't directly harm or attack any particular person; but I still think that there is something worth thinking about.  </p>

<p>How are we, as people who promote many different things but essentially the rights of women able to reach as many people as the crazy youtube videos and bloggers?  If we join them on youtube and other accessible media, how could a 30 second video make that girl realize the objectification and sexism found in such a popular video?  </p>

<p>I'm all for "not beating them, joining them" but it will take enormous amounts of creativity to become as appealing as the video with 27 million views in 1 year.  Or the songs that play on the radio three times daily.  I'm really excited for this class... it's an opportunity to do just that.  </p>]]>
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    <published>2008-01-22T21:25:59Z</published>
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    <summary>I Am testing this thing. And writing a pome....</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>I <br />
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<p>testing</p>

<p>this thing.  </p>

<p>And writing a pome.  </p>]]>
        <![CDATA[<p>Here is the rest of<br />
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