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Nov. 10th, 2009

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Seven Planets Wines...

Some people asked for the recipes at the Abraxas launch, so I thought I should post them :-)

Sol

3/4 bottle of red wine
300ml orange juice
2-3 bay leaves
10-20 cloves depending on taste
Pinch of saffron
Brown sugar to taste

Gently heat for about 20 mins until flavour is fully developed. Strain.

Venus

Half a bottle of rose wine
Splash of pomegranate juice
Splash of rose water
Splash of apple juice
Petals from one rose
10-20 crushed cardamoms to taste
Large spoonful of honey to taste

Heat as above. Strain.

Luna

Pint of milk
Spoonful of honey
Pinch of saffron
A few crushed cardamoms
Splash of amaretto

Heat as above. Strain.

Mars

3/4 bottle of red wine
200ml orange juice
Chopped ginger root to taste
1 spoonful ginger syrup
Sprinkle of black pepper
Brown sugar to taste

Heat as above. Strain.

Mercury


3/4 bottle of white wine
2 spoonfuls of lemongrass
50-100ml still lemonade
3 tablespoons of lavender
Honey to taste

Heat as above. Strain.

Jupiter

3/4 bottle of red wine
1 tablespoon ground nutmeg
1 cinnamon stick
Splash of port
Brown sugar to taste

Heat as above. Strain.

Saturn

3/4 bottle of red wine
2 spoonfuls of poppy seeds
Long splash of creme de cassis. Looooong.
Splash of sloe gin
Little bit of black treacle
Brown sugar to taste

Heat as above. Strain.

 

Oct. 28th, 2009

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I found this very interesting...

Thoughts of a Male Sex Worker


Note : There is no spokesperson for International Union of Sex Workers. As a feminist, non-hierarchical organisation, the IUSW wishes to present a diversity of sex worker voices, so a number of IUSW activists speak to the press and to the public on issues relating to the sex industry and adult entertainment. They speak from their own experience and their knowledge of the industry. Unless otherwise stated, articles by IUSW activists represent their view as individuals, not those of the organisation.

Each individual decides for themselves the work they undertake and their degree of self-disclosure: most IUSW activists have experienced direct or indirect slander, libel, misrepresentation and threats as a result of their activism. As a result, we advise activists to record interviews, speaking engagements etc. to prevent misrepresentation, whether purposeful or accidental.

Thierry Schaffauser

My name is Thierry Schaffauser and I have been a sex worker for 7 years. I have started to work on the streets in Paris and I work now in this country advertising on line and I also work in the gay porn industry.

In my life I have always had problems with authority and it has always been difficult for me to accept it. I think one of the reasons why I am a sex worker is for the freedom it provides me and because I couldn't work any longer for someone else. I couldn't hear any more sexists and homophobic jokes from my co-workers and feel exploited and humiliated, like a consenting slave. I did many jobs before doing sex work and so far sex work has been the least exploitative work I have done. In the sex industry you can have employers but it is also easy to work independently and keep control on your work. You can choose when you want to work, not to wake up early at mornings, and have better incomes than in doing other jobs generally available for working class people and minorities.

And I think it is precisely because sex work is an economic strategy for working class women and minorities that it is criminalised. Husbands needing their wives to stay to do the housework and all kind of services. Bosses needing an exploitable labour force. But sex workers tell them all to fuck off!

Sex work is repressed and stigmatised because it is a strategy for women and minorities to be economically independent from a father or from a husband, to flee their country and always find clients and money wherever they migrate. Without sex work I wouldn't certainly have been able to live my own life, to study, to travel and move to London when Sarkozy became the “Furher” of France, to learn a new language, to militate, to write a book, to have time to sleep in mornings, to enjoy myself, to be me.

But even with the best working conditions is sex work still inherently the result of an economic power from one person to another?

Personally I don't feel like my clients have any power on me. I feel quite the opposite but I suppose it depends also on how workers feel and on the way they work. When I have to advise friends who start sex work I always try to give them tips so they can keep control on what they do and avoid bad clients. In all circumstances we must always have the right to say no. I have always been able to refuse a client or to refuse to do something I didn't want because I know there will always be other new clients who want to meet me. That's the reason why I don't think we can compare a client with an employer.

I don't think that the one who pays is necessary the one who dominates. When a patient gives money to his or her doctor for the medical services he or she provides, we don't tell them they are exploiting the doctor. My views are more that a client who pays shows that he is accepting my conditions and that he's ready to respect the contract. A bad client however will often be the one who doesn't like the idea to pay and really wants it for his money. Most men think that it is humiliating to pay and that we should provide them sex for free. Being a client is stigmatised as someone who cant pick up without having to pay and many men are boasting that they don't need to pay to have sex.

The comparison we hear sometimes between sex work and rape and the call to criminalise clients is really shocking for me because if they want to arrest our clients, those who respect the contract, no-one seems to give a shit about the men who rape us, who refuse to pay, and the fact that our reports for rape are not registered by the police. So if it was about protecting us, what do they wait for to arrest men who REALLY rape sex workers ? Criminalisation is not about protecting us as it has never protected a sex worker to be sent to jail as well as our clients. Criminalisation is about preventing us to work and to punish us for disobeying and because some people have an ideological problem with the fact that working class people dare using their sex to earn a better living when it should remain sacralised.

If we refuse to be rescued and refuse their rehabilitation, then they accuse us of complicity with patriarchy, sexual exploitation of children, slavery, trafficking and rape. Yes, all that just because we want our work recognised as a work.

For instance, our union is criticised for allowing in its membership policy everyone who's ready to support sex workers rights.

On this membership issue I may have the same opinion and would prefer a workers only group, however, the fact that they use that to conclude that the union is run by pimps and punters is not only false but it is a way to disqualify our voice.

What I have to say comes from my own mind and no-one else. They can pretend that we are manipulated by pimps to delegitimate our say but they should also know as feminists that this technic is the same old technic used to silence minorities. Women had themselves to suffer from it when they were told that they couldn't obtain the right to vote because they were manipulated by the church and would vote like their husbands.

Each time a sex worker stood up and spoke for herself or himself there has always been thrown suspicion. We don't accuse the “ex sex workers” to be manipulated by the abolitionist business and the rescue industry because we respect their voice even if we believe they are the minority.

We know that the abolitionist system comes from the nineteenth century Victorian ideology. At this time, sex out of marriage was not acceptable for women. Nowadays they don't speak anymore about fallen women, they call sex workers “prostituted women” but does it change much? These Victorian feminists were defending Christian values. Nowadays they still ally themselves with fundamentalist Christians and use their same techniques. As a result, there are ex-sex workers who campaign against sex workers' rights like there are ex-gays who campaign against LGBT rights. But we know that a LGBT person who commits suicide is rather due to the stigma than the sexuality he or she has.

Also I want to ask you: Do you really think that the absence of money makes sex free of exploitation and domination ? What about sex in our relationships when we feel we have to?

What about having sex with our partner to get rid of him, to end an argument, because it's valentine day and he offered the restaurant, because we don't have anywhere else to go and we depend on his incomes, when we are new in this country and don't know other people who can accommodate us, when he says he hasn't come yet and that you have to wait for him to finish.

Does the fact to blame sex work is not an excuse not to look at our own sexualities?

Or is that because we cant accept that sex workers are not these inferior beings and that they can teach us a lot about how to fight against domination in our sexualities.

To conclude, I don't know if in a perfect anarchist society without any kind of power, sex work will still exist. For sure it won't exist in the same way it does in a capitalist and patriarchal system. I like to think that the future sex workers will provide sex and affection to their comrades whatever their gender, sexual orientation, etc. It will not be anymore about male clients who have the economic power to pay but about making the people, everyone, happy.

IUSW – www.iusw.org

 

Oct. 26th, 2009

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This genuinely fills me with joy...



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Sep. 25th, 2009

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Hahaha

I just got sent this by a friend. They know I hate photoshop, but they stole one of my self portraits and did this anyway, just to spite me!

Ssssssh, don't tell them.... but I secretly kind of love it (though I do look a bit like a computer animation vampire, haha)...



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Autumn brings balance

Today's mood: optimistic. I have had a frankly awful time recently, people I love dying with alarming regularity, being told some exceedingly unpleasant things by my doctor, some of my best friends leaving London... it all sucketh. However, I got a bit sick and tired of feeling so utterly oppressed by all the crap. And thus, changes have been made! The awesome [info]clockworkwasp was the instigator of some of this with her delightful visit of crazy and lots of plotting has been done since. I'm starting to relax again, feel secure and safe and loved and hopeful. I wrote a list of Things That Are Good and you know what? My life is *awesome*! Ridiculously so, in fact. Yes, in the past year, bad things have often outweighed the good, but that doesn't mean that the good hasn't been there.

Some people will never understand the fact that I might not want to lead a conventional life; that I might not want to spend my time being dull and staying in all the time or bitching about my problems to anyone who will listen or go clubbing with my uni friends every week (though  daily "literary pretension" coffee with Charlotte is quite necessary :D)... I prefer to spend a lot of time with my wonderful family and Ben and Treadwellians and Crimson people and lovely old close friends like Angel... Because those things make me happy. Being spontaneous and going for a surprise girlie night out (even though we didn't leave until gone midnight and it resulted in my fake eyelashes gluing my eyes shut this morning) is worth feeling tired the next day, because you are buzzy on all the fun you had. And I had really, really, really, spectacularly good fun. Sometimes all it takes is dinner with someone you love and a damn good night out to make you snap out of an ongoing cycle of panic and stress.

I have said my goodbyes to those I have lost. I can't do anything about my health; just be hopeful. I have fantastic friends around me and those who have headed off, I will be seeing again very soon when they return to London to visit. This equinox has got a lot of sadness and joy all muddled up in it. I also know that some decisions need to be made soon, which I'm not exactly ecstatic about, but I have spent almost the entire last year giving all of myself in order to support friends and family who needed it... I need a bit of me time now I think. An autumn of quiet bookinshness, fabulous people and spontaneous partying is much needed. An autumn of glitter and books and fabulous shoes. It's going to be a hell of a lot of fun :D

Sep. 11th, 2009

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Is anyone else going to the Doreen Valiente Conference this weekend and wants to meet up for a coffee or somesuch? Ben and I will both be there with a few Treadwellians :-D

Lxx

Sep. 7th, 2009

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Stuff and things

I really, really, really need a decent web designer to create a simple, easy to navigate photo website. Anyone have any suggestions? Anyone know anything about smugmug? I keep hearing it is good but am suspicious of the website building capacity....

In other news: am alive, sleeping badly and found out that The Grandmother is much closer to death than I realised when I was asked to spell and grammar check her eulogy the other day. I have taken all frustration at this out via my sewing machine and made two beautiful dresses and a fab "Grease" style circle skirt, which make me happy :) My friend Nat is staying with me until her return to Bath uni and we are having lots of stupid fun whilst I am simultaneously trying to take care of (what feels like) everything in the world!

Well. Maybe not everything. Just an awful lot.

Also: summer is over and it is autumn. This is a good thing :-D

EDIT: Actually, just found out The Grandmother died last night. Sadness. Stupid amounts of sadness :-(

Aug. 17th, 2009

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Happy

Random stuff about life in the last 48 hours (bullet pointed, because really, no sleep)
  • Chilling out at home, watching Dracula for the first time. It's awful but a bit cool, isn't it?
  • Ran our club night last night, was a storming success, happy, happy :-D
  • I have been wearing my scrubs since 5am this morning when the club ended and we started the three hours of takedown. Have concluded that doctors go to work in pyjamas.
  • Lovely after party was had (until about four this afternoon), lots of laughs, lots of photos, lots of coffee and doughnuts!
  • I looked a bit amazing last night, and had a fab time myself... even got to spend time with Ben and friends for a little while :)
  • Am drinking beer from a mug covered in hearts with "Who's the daddy?" on it. Awesome.
  • Amazing photos = good!
  • Had half an hours sleep since 9am Saturday. It's now in the early hours of Monday and I'm still going strong. Insomnia does sometimes have benefits.
  • Am being interviewed tomorrow by the Independent for a piece on poly.
Shall put a few pics on here of some of the outfits at some point; they were really very cool :-D

Lxx


 

Aug. 12th, 2009

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Finding happiness in unexpected places

Despite literally *everything* that has happened in the past month, all of which has sucked monumentally (excluding Ben and maybe a handful of friends), I find myself really rather cheerful. I went for a picnic and caught up with an old friend today, found a secret field, discovered the joys of having iced water bandages wrapped around pulse points when it gets too hot, groomed the Freyja & trimmed all her fur, created a new flapjack crumble recipe, managed to tidy & clean the whole ground floor, help three friends having hysterics and/or nervous breakdowns, get to the post office to collect a package, do a photoshoot, edit the photos, continue archiving my 2005 photo file, found poetry for a friend, made Wood-Moss incenses for a private order, made dinner and have replied to *a lot* of emails.

Today is therefore a good day. May this sort of thing continue, please!

Jul. 20th, 2009

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Books meme :) )

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Jul. 18th, 2009

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Education

Most of you know of my general apathy (and occasional hatred towards) movies.

But. I must see this.



In other news, today has been mostly spent randomly passing out. Not so good. But I'm sure I'll be better soon.

Jul. 14th, 2009

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Have some poetry.

Daughter-Nicole Blackman

 

One day I’ll give birth to a tiny baby girl
and when she’s born she’ll scream
and I’ll tell her to never stop

I will kiss her before I lay her down at night
and will tell her a story so she knows
how it is and how it must be for her to survive

I’ll tell her to set things on fire
and keep them burning
I’ll teach her that fire will not consume her
that she must use it

I’ll tell her that people must earn the right
to use her nickname
that forced intimacy is an ugly thing

I’ll help her to see that she will not find God
or salvation in a dark brick building
built by dead men

I’ll make sure she always carries a pen
so she can take down evidence
If she has no paper, I’ll teach her to
write everything down with her tongue,
write it on her thighs

I’ll make her keep reinventing herself and run fast
I’ll teach her to write her manifestos
on cocktail napkins
I’ll say she should make men lick her ambition
I’ll make her understand that she is worth more
with her clothes on
I’ll teach her to talk hard

I’ll tell her that when the words come too fast
and she has no use for a pen
that she must quit her job
run out of the house in her bathrobe
leave the door open
I’ll teach her to follow the words

They will try to make her stay
comfort her, let her sleep, bathe her in a television blue glow
I will cut her hair, tell her to light the house on fire
kill the kittens
When nothing is there
nothing will keep her
and she is not to be kept

I’ll say that everything she has done seen spoken
has brought her to the here this now
This is no time for tenderness
no time to stand, waiting for them to find her
There are nations within her skin
Queendoms come without keys you can carry

I’ll teach her that she has an army inside her
that can save her life
I’ll teach her to be whole, to be holy
I’ll teach her how to live,
to be so much that she doesn’t even
need me anymore
I’ll teach her to go quickly and never come back
Things get broken fast here

I’ll make her stronger
than I ever was

Turned at twenty she’ll break into bits of star and throw herself against the sky

(2006 is an excellent year to disappear)

I will not let them
distroy her life
the way they distroyed
mine

I’ll tell her to never forget
what they did to you
and never let them know
you remember

Never forget
what they did to you
and never let them know
you remember

Never forget
what they did to you
and never let them know
you remember

Jul. 10th, 2009

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For those of you who have forgotten what I look like...

Outtake from a recent shoot in which I was a shoe pirate :) Arrrrrr!

 

Currently unedited (the friend who took it processes all shots... Grrr...), but it's funny and I like it.

And because I feel the need to share.... Have some poetry.

Beauty and the Beast | Jaimes Alsop

1. The Beast

Knowing how you loved the birds

I fixed them to the trees

so they wouldn't fly away.

So you would stay.

 

And you remained silent

and never questioned my bloody palms

or reproached me the birds

because they didn't sing.

 

It couldn't last, of course.

No new birds came and those crucified

were taken by small animals or simply

disappeared from the nails.

I was sure then that you would leave me.

 

Finally I confessed.

Trembling, I brought you the hammer

and showed my broken fingers.

Leaves and branches in my hair,

the diagrams of Autumn

on the sky.

 

And you smiled and said it didn't matter

about the birds

and drank at my tears

like a rare and fragile wine

that they too would not be wasted.

 

2. Beauty

I came to you so carelessly

there were those who thought I had not been warned.

I could only point to the false lovers who carried marks

where you had pressed coins into their palms

and admit I was impatient for your scars.

 

The rumours followed us as easily

as if you murdered me every night;

hemlock in my evening wine,

a loosened bannister on the stair.

The dull villagers and daft princes

waited still and at distances

for grave news and relentless

until I could only point again

at their jealous eyes and whisper

I had discovered why you handled me

as though I were made of glass.

 

I know they want to know about our bodies.

Our virginity confuses them

and they are reduced to words and silences.

What shall we allow them to believe?

 

We are a thousand years old, no histories

and nothing to confess.



Jun. 25th, 2009

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How poly dates are very much like XKCD comics...

People sometimes ask us what we do datewise with girlfriends. Well, it goes something like this.

We have a lovely dinner, chat, snuggle...

Then spontaneously decide to drive to the 24/7 tesco, buy insane happy things and re-enact xkcd webcomics at stupid o'clock :-D :-D :-D



Our bedroom is now actually now a ball room. Our puppy is terrified by them. I, on the other hand, am ecstatic! Plus, my dodgeball skills were *very* useful in the fight that ensued.

I love my life. In other, related news, it was our anniversary with

[info]ebee the other week. Go us :)

 

Hope everyone else had a lovely evening. And remember... “We're grown-ups now, and it's our turn to decide what that means”...

Lxx

Jun. 16th, 2009

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Sad face

I have a headache and my granddad just died. This has not been a good year for relatives, you know, surviving :(

I need painkillers and a hug. Hopefully Ben shall be here soon with both.

Stupid stuff to cheer me up much appreciated.

Jun. 9th, 2009

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So, I was shopping today, in Kingston-Upon-Thames, which is a fab place to shop (though occasionally a bit too big). And the high street has all of those people, charity workers, buskers (freakishly good quality buskers, actually, it's a bit like walking down a road of people auditioning for the next west end musical) etc. And I ignored most of them, as usual, because there is Stuff To Be Done.

But along one end of the street there was a flurry of action. People writing stuff, shaking hands, nodding emphatically, talking animatedly. I didn't pay much attention to it. And as I approached, a guy came up to me with a clipboard and what looked like a mailing list. I was tired, cold and needed to sit down, so as he began to ask "Would you like to sign..." I was already walking past with a "Sorry, no thanks.". His voice trailed off: "... a petition against the BNP?"

I think he was a little shocked at how quickly I managed to spin around, whip a pen out of my bag and almost bellow "Hell yes!".

We joined the crowd of people and I think I stayed for at least a good half hour, talking, signing things, offering support. And buying a round of tea for the people running the petition. And the great thing was that in that time, pretty much only a handful of people actually declined to sign it. Hundreds and hundreds of signatures were attained *whilst I was there*, people joining us, voicing their rage.

Ahhhhh. Burning anger. It managed to warm us all up, I think.

May. 6th, 2009

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A blog in which I pimp stuff...

"The 1st annual London Festival of Japanese Art Rope Bondage is coming!

Illuminating, educating and fun weekend festival of events: Featuring all aspects of Kinbaku / Shibari, the traditional & modern art of Japanese rope bondage."

Starting Thursday 25th June through to Sunday 28th, the very cream of the Kinbaku / Shibari set are bringing together an amazing 4 day programme of events in East London's own avant garde, cultural secret hideaway, 'Resistance Gallery'.

Featuring:

Exhibition of paintings, drawings, sculpture, philosophy, fashion, music and cinema. Special kinbaku shows. Seminars. Workshops. Club Night. Market place. Suspensions.

Esinem, Nawashi Murakawa, Rod MacDonald, Kazuyo, Mark Varley, Shadow, Ben Newman, Armando De’Ath, Araki, Tony Mitchel, Master Cosmic, Mamzelle Maz, Miss Miranda, Syban V Manticore & many more.

Complete programme of events to follow."

This looks set to be amazing, it's being run by a friend of mine at the Resistance gallery (which is fantastic regardless) who actually gives a damn about the cultural significance of what he does and the art behind it. Will be seriously good :)

..........................

In other news, SEAF is over, I exhibited, it was good (even though I couldn't make it to Seattle for the VIP night :-P) and am currently feeling slightly daunted by all the emails I've got from fans. Argh, I really don't know how to reply. Sure I'll work something out at some point.

What else? I'm currently on a Beltane disappearing act with very close friends, which I really bloody needed. Am staying here, and damn, it's idyllic. I can see ducklings playing in the lake from my seat on the veranda *right now*. What. This type of life actually happens?! I need more of it, please.

However, on the way up we came across this, which fills me with fear. And laughter, really :)



"Jesus people. Loving people."

THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE.

Anyhow...

Reading this anthology. Again. It really is very, very good. Highly recommended.

This is in it, which I love. Love, love, love.


.......................

Late Fragment by Raymond Carver


And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.

........................

Shall update more sonn, I'm sure. But now... Sun! :-D

Lxx

Apr. 30th, 2009

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Also! Mow the lawn...

What. I can't. understand. WHY?!




FFS. It made me cry with hysteria the first time I saw it... not utterly certain if that is good or bad, though...

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"The dream was always running ahead of me..."


Originally uploaded by Mossling











"... To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle."

For the pre-raphaelite lovers amongst us... the start of a new series...

Lxx

Apr. 24th, 2009

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Princess


Princess
Originally uploaded by Mossling
One of the shots from my latest shoot... First time this girl had ever modeled. She was very, very good. Will be shooting again with her next week hopefully!

Other than that, it has been a bit of a crappy week. But I have cupcakes and photos to play around with, so all is well :)

Lxx

PS Club launch night went very well indeed... *Very* well... Still happy and slightly smug about that one :-D

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