February 26, 2013 § Leave a comment
Some new word pictures on the f blog – enjoy.
So often feminism exists between hope and despair; hope that we can make our lives better; despair that the oppressions of the every day still exist.
We keep fighting, to remind ourselves of the hope part of the riddle.
We engage in acts that are (even a little bit) bigger than ourselves. We fight, we plot, we dream.
Last night these images appeared on the streets of the inner west in Sydney.
Our love is not always sweet. Lovers are warriors; love can be an act of rebellion; love may be the bulwark that protects us and sustains us. Love may even win.
The F collective.
The line ‘we are proof that love is not sweet’ is drawn from a piece of writing by Liv Hamilton. It’s available in the F zine, here.