Wednesday, April 21, 2010

IN THE PRESENT

Okay, before i say anything about our latest project i just wanted to let everyone know that today, Wednesday, April 21 is "To Write Love on Her Arms" day.( Write love on your arm to support this group trying to help people struggling with depression,addiction, self-injury and suicide.) You can see more about this here: http://www.twloha.com/

Now for the on topic part.:) Lately in our class we have been working on making very heartfelt letters into videos. Which is easier said then done. We are also working on a 'zine aforementioned in the first post. We will be handing out fliers for said 'zine at pride.

So don't be afraid to ask us questions about what we're doing. We'd be happy to answer them :P

( I have run out of things to say. So there...)

Monday, April 19, 2010

INTRODUCTIONS...

Telling Our Truths came together when I (Martina, a Hampshire Student) came to North Star (a community center of sorts for youth 13-18 yrs old who are no longer attending traditional school) to find out about teaching a class. That day I met a bunch of North Star youth interested in talking about alternative sexualities and identities.

We came together around the idea of making a 'Zine (mini-magazine) for and by Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Same-gender loving, Queer, Questioning and Pansexual youth, as well as Allies!

I soon found out that this group, like any group of young people, are phenomenal writers - I asked them to write about where they are from, the words they never want to hear about, and a letter to a person, thing, or place about something they were never able to tell them about themselves. We're now working on short videos, putting images to those letters.

These are our stories, our truths, our lives. They intersect, they diverge, they are lonely, and they are full, so full. Our bodies are full of paths that converge, break, fork, and mold together; bodies that have been broken, hardened, left; bodies that hug, hold, love, yell, dance, laugh. No matter how they look, our bodies are full of paths that take us somewhere.

Here are some of our stories: