Photographer Seeks Closeted Military Personnel
Photographer Jeff Sheng is seeking as many participants as possible for a new photo project:“Jess, Bend, Oregon, 2009” is part of my newest photography project, “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell,” a series of photographs of closeted men and women in the United States military. For each image, I have asked the individual to wear their uniform, while staging the photoshoot in the bedroom or local hotel room where that person is currently stationed. The reason for this is that I am most interested in the intersections between public and private space, and the government’s policing of our private spaces – the bedroom being the most representative space of this. I have purposely shot each image in a way that obscures to some degree the identity of the individuals, and the final image that is released to the public is first approved by the subject, and is in many ways, their expression of their closeted-ness and lack of identity. The name and location is also fictional: I have asked the subject to give me a first name and a location that is significant to them, but does not actually refer to the true name and location of who is in the photograph. My aim in this project is to use photography to create a visual record of the numerous individuals currently serving our country that are unjustly forced to hide an integral part of who they are.”
You can contact Sheng via his website.
One time a friend told me she was pregnant via farmtown chat. Then I gave her a farmtown farmer to farmer hug. It was weird.
Reproductive Violence
According to Jay Silverman, PhD ( www.hsph.harvard.edu/faculty/jay-silverman/ ), 51% of men who disclosed perpetrating dv also admitted to trying to get a partner pregnant, compared to 1% of men who did not disclose perpetrating dv.
to be limited is a human curse, to create limitations is human arrogance
I'm so boooooooored.
I can’t get up and do anything because of these stupid incisions. They hurt like a mofo, especially after today’s field trip.
I’ve run out of sites that I like to look at on the internet.
You guys are still entertaining, but I’m not exactly in any shape to be cooking or crafting, so my other sites are useless.
I suggest doing something ridiculous like getting really into World of Warcraft.
Can it please go away? Marriage is a patriarchal institution and anyway I don’t give a fuck about romanticism among early 20-somethings. If someone asked me to marry him on the internet I would have to dump him on the goddamn spot. I hate people who try to intimidate others into saying yes under the guise of a “grand gesture.”
WBB, will you illegally gay official partnership (with health benefits) me?
Also, just super annoying.
Oh, because it’s impossible for two people to go into a partnership together, equally? I’m not marrying Frank because he is male and because I am female. I’m marrying Frank because I love him and every day is better with him in it.
I personally, don’t go for the whole proposal thing, but I also don’t feel it’s about pressuring someone. It’s supposed to be a happy and welcome surprise. That’s not to say that both marriage and proposals haven’t been misused, but it’s poor to condemn both practices. There will always be an idiot to ruin things.
Good call, CB. I am about to get divorced, but I think marriage is a nice thing when it works. I just don’t like having the top of my tumblr cut off.
I’m sorry to hear that. Marriage doesn’t always work out, for sure, but love is always worth a try. And yeah, they could unpost that proposal now.
The reblog was a rash decision on my part. I’m really excited for you, and meant no offense. You know I blog love you!
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At least the devil KNOWS HOW TO USE APOSTROPHES.
LOL HIGH FULLUTENT & LOUD MOUTH WOMEN!! Jesus hates women who speak out against their women beating husbands!!
Well I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more convincing argument. I’ll just start believing now.
Sports nuts?
Can it please go away? Marriage is a patriarchal institution and anyway I don’t give a fuck about romanticism among early 20-somethings. If someone asked me to marry him on the internet I would have to dump him on the goddamn spot. I hate people who try to intimidate others into saying yes under the guise of a “grand gesture.”
WBB, will you illegally gay official partnership (with health benefits) me?
Also, just super annoying.
Oh, because it’s impossible for two people to go into a partnership together, equally? I’m not marrying Frank because he is male and because I am female. I’m marrying Frank because I love him and every day is better with him in it.
I personally, don’t go for the whole proposal thing, but I also don’t feel it’s about pressuring someone. It’s supposed to be a happy and welcome surprise. That’s not to say that both marriage and proposals haven’t been misused, but it’s poor to condemn both practices. There will always be an idiot to ruin things.
Good call, CB. I am about to get divorced, but I think marriage is a nice thing when it works. I just don’t like having the top of my tumblr cut off.
Can it please go away? Marriage is a patriarchal institution and anyway I don’t give a fuck about romanticism among early 20-somethings. If someone asked me to marry him on the internet I would have to dump him on the goddamn spot. I hate people who try to intimidate others into saying yes under the guise of a “grand gesture.”
WBB, will you illegally gay official partnership (with health benefits) me?
Also, just super annoying.
I have not seen this famous faithful resignation and special virtue in the poor. I have seen rage and resentment. I’ve seen violence and sorrow so intense it festers and stinks. And why the hell not? Why the hell are the poor supposed to be the angels of virtue who save the rich from their arrogance? Screw that. Let the rich save themselves. Give the rest of us food, medical care, housing, childcare, and educations. See how many of us are willing to play the role of “simple folk” when we have the means to feed our kids without worrying if we’ll lose our homes.
