Hey, look - more snark material!
Jan. 3rd, 2006 08:05 amHey,
ginmar - someone needs one of those radical feminist shirts. And I don't think you two have met - go over to
divalea's journal and take a gander.
This is person who did the cover art for the Lulu Awards for Comic-Con last year.
Here - a sample:
It's a bit simple to say it's sexism, and to lay the blame on one image (which I didn't). Miller's para encapsulates a "HUrr, hurr hurrr a GURL" attitude that has been present in comics (U.S. comics) that I noticed the first time I walked into a speciality shop in 1982.
From that time to now, I've gone from offers of rooms, dates, dinner or breakfast har-de-har and gropings to being told I won't get a series because I was pregnant, I didn't need to be sent a check on time because I was breastfeeding so I didn't have to worry about needing the money to feed the baby, to being told (by a marketing manager) perhaps my husband could write my book in a way he could understand, to being laughed at for having an objection to having my books printed by slave labor, to seeing...you get the idea.
And people wonder why I stopped playing in the entertainment industry sandbox. Not that I didn't want to work hard or anything...nah. I wasn't pretty enough and got tired of hearing it on a daily basis. Or - hearing how I would gladly cheat on my husband at a moment's notice. (NOTE: you want me gone, do this. Promise.)
I can drive a desk and make myself happy. So I did.
This is person who did the cover art for the Lulu Awards for Comic-Con last year.
Here - a sample:
It's a bit simple to say it's sexism, and to lay the blame on one image (which I didn't). Miller's para encapsulates a "HUrr, hurr hurrr a GURL" attitude that has been present in comics (U.S. comics) that I noticed the first time I walked into a speciality shop in 1982.
From that time to now, I've gone from offers of rooms, dates, dinner or breakfast har-de-har and gropings to being told I won't get a series because I was pregnant, I didn't need to be sent a check on time because I was breastfeeding so I didn't have to worry about needing the money to feed the baby, to being told (by a marketing manager) perhaps my husband could write my book in a way he could understand, to being laughed at for having an objection to having my books printed by slave labor, to seeing...you get the idea.
And people wonder why I stopped playing in the entertainment industry sandbox. Not that I didn't want to work hard or anything...nah. I wasn't pretty enough and got tired of hearing it on a daily basis. Or - hearing how I would gladly cheat on my husband at a moment's notice. (NOTE: you want me gone, do this. Promise.)
I can drive a desk and make myself happy. So I did.