Very pleased to be hosting another post from Gypsy Tangerina.
Gypsy’s words and image.
I took this photo a few days ago because at times I’m very, very confused about my body. We have a love-hate relationship – my body and I. Some mornings I wake up and it feels okay to be me with hair. At other times I awake from dreams of the wrong shapes in the wrong places.
The body image I have of myself isn’t fixed at all. As a result, I end up reconstructing myself in my head every day. This image jars in my mind because sometimes I can see it as being very feminine and other times I see it as overtly male. It’s got me thinking about the way we construct our own personal image of ourself every day and also how we construct images of those around us.
We look at someone and decide first if they are male or female. Then we decide how male or female they are. The whole process is so automatic to us we barely notice it.
I give you my bare naked body. Look as long as you can. Notice how your brain processes what it sees. I wonder if you see what I see every day – a body that will never quite be me.
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