Fuck off creeps
Oh shit, I’m tearing up at Ru Paul’s Drag Race again, must be getting my period any day now. On top of the usual agro feelings brought on by loud chewing & stupid questions, Mercury is in Retrograde again & I want to throw this fucking laptop in the river! But as I have said in a previous ‘Period Diary’ post, I have learned to listen to my pre-period feelings. For someone who is usually very non-confrontational, I have learned that this is my truth & that this is the time that I should get loud & put shit out there & see how it lands. So today I wanted to address creeps in the creative industry, & well, tell you all to FUCK OFF!
Dear creeps, You are NOT welcome here. This is not a space for you. Please kindly fuck off.
Another Monday, another DM letting me know that there is a predator out there using photography to manipulate & abuse young women. Oh fuck, that photographer has been featured on Sticks & Stones 6 times! I feel sick. Delete, delete, delete, delete, delete, delete. Sometimes it takes a lot of time & courage for a victim to come forward & so it is impossible for us to know who is a preditor until we are told. The last thing we want to do is give these creeps any air time. If you know that a photographer featured on our site is a preditor or you are a model featured on our site & you felt uncomfortable during the session please let us know so that we can remove the shoots immediately. Please contact me directly: [email protected]
Even though I couldn’t see it at the time, in its humble beginnings this platform was born out of my own desire to freely & safely express & explore (via art) my own sexuality in a world that taught me that sex was for men. It was a “fuck you” to an abusive misogynistic, narcissistic ex-partner who wanted me to be a “real” woman & leave the workforce to bear his children with the ultimate goal to imprison me in my own home. It was a platform where I could feature photography that celebrated realness & diversity & didn’t subscribe to impossible western beauty standards imposed on women every day. I started this platform for me as a type of therapy, & it wasn’t long before it became your platform too. For that, I couldn’t be any more proud & grateful. Together we have made this space so much more than I ever imagined it would be. We have used art to fight for equality, express & explore our sexuality & stand up for what’s right. THANK YOU! Let’s keep going! Clearly we have a lot more work to do.
Creeps, KISS MY ASS… No, not literally… like fuck off!