(Reblogged for some folks who wanted to see the scandalous classroom fanart pics that anon was bangin’ on about.)
During the last class session of Intro to Media and Popular Culture, we looked at a whole bunch of transformative art, including a fic by aderyn, one of Amy Kinley’s videos, a bunch of stuff students brought in from different fandoms—and the following images. (I did a pretty complete analysis of the fic, which I’ll post separately.) I didn’t just want to explain the content of fanart, all the usual stuff such as where the artist gets their ideas, is it copyright infringement, why people like it, etc; I also wanted to explain how one goes about interpreting it—that is, not just what fanart is but what it does. How it works. So with all of these, we practiced the five interpretive strategies Henry Jenkins outlines in Textual Poachers, reading each in the context of: canon, artist’s work, subculture (are there, say, inside jokes that a member of the fandom would get?), trans-generic stories (casting the characters in different types of stories, like Arthurian quests or such), and intertextual relationships (whether the work includes an element from some other text). By actively interpreting the art we kept away from the “do you like it/do you not” mindset which lets students remain passively distanced. You can’t just ignore the work when you’re asked to do something with it. You have to take it seriously. (And I know y’all are probably sick of my tagline, but there it is.)
The sequence was fairly long, and started with Bill Mudron’s “Baywheux Tapestry,” which tells the whole history of Doctor Who in the form of the Bayeux Tapestry (the 1000-year-old embroidery that tells the history of the Norman conquest of England).
I love this work, because the fan artist takes a story about a man who travels through time, and travels through time himself by using a touchstone of Western art history, bringing the viewer along with him. And much like the original tapestry, it’s at once an art object, a historical record, and an educational tool: it’s cool to look at, it records the doings of all the Doctors, and it can indoctrinate the newbie fan.
(This was a canny, perhaps questionable, move: I began with a male artist, and a work that mimics traditional methods and values. I wanted to bring skeptical students in with something that didn’t fit their preconceptions of fanart, that it’s shallow, or made only by women, or only for erotic purposes. Of course, we talked about these prejudices once I had shown the rest of the art—why would I need to do this? Did it work?) (Because sexism, and yes.)
Next we ran through a long sequence of images, starting with some alicexz. We did the five-fold interpretation, but also talked about how she uses light, line, color, and style.
I used to investigate child abuse and neglect. I can tell you how to stop the vast majority of abortion in the world.
First, make knowledge and access to contraception widely available. Start teaching kids before they hit puberty. Teach them about domestic violence and coercion, and teach them not to coerce and rape. Create a strong, loving community where women and girls feel safe and supported in times of need. Because guess what? They aren’t. You know what happens to babies born under such circumstances? They get hurt, unnecessarily. They get sick, unnecessarily. They get removed from parents who love them but who are unprepared for the burden of a child. Resources? Honey, we try. There aren’t enough resources anywhere. There are waiting lists, and promises, and maybes. If the government itself can’t hook people up, what makes you think an impoverished single mom can handle it?
Abolish poverty. Do you have any idea how much childcare costs? Daycare can cost as much or more than monthly rent. They may be inadequately staffed. Getting a private nanny is a nice idea, but they don’t come cheap either. Relatives? Do they own a car? Does the bus run at the right times? Do they have jobs of their own they need to work just to keep the lights on? Are they going to stick around until you get off you convenience store shift at 4 AM? Do they have criminal histories that will make them unsuitable as caregivers when CPS pokes around? You gonna pay for that? Who’s going to pay for that?
End rape. I know your type errs on the side of blaming the woman, but I’ve seen little girls who’ve barely gotten their periods pregnant because somebody thought raping preteens was an awesome idea. You want to put a child through that? Or someone with a mental or physical inability for whom pregnancy would be frightening, painful or even life-threatening? I’ve seen nonverbal kids who had their feet sliced up by caregivers for no fucking reason at all, you think sexual abuse doesn’t happen either?
You say there’s lots of couples who want to adopt. Kiddo, what they want to adopt are healthy white babies, preferably untainted by the wombs and genetics of women with alcohol or drug dependencies. I’ve seen the kids they don’t want, who almost no one wants. You people focus only on the happy pink babies, the gigglers, the ones who grow and grow with no trouble. Those are not the kids who linger in foster care. Those are certainly not the older kids and teenagers who age out of foster care and then are thrown out in the streets, usually with an array of medical and mental health issues. Are they too old to count?
And yeah, I’ve seen the babies, little hand-sized things barely clinging to life. There’s no glory, no wonder there. There is no wonder in a pregnant woman with five dollars to her name, so deep in depression you wonder if she’ll be alive in a week. Therapy costs money. Medicine costs money. Food, clothes, electricity cost money. Government assistance is a pittance; poverty drives women and girls into situations where they are forced to rely on people who abuse them to survive. (I’ve been up in more hospitals than I can count.)
In each and every dark pit of desperation, I have never seen a pro-lifer. I ain’t never seen them babysitting, scrubbing floors, bringing over goods, handing mom $50 bucks a month or driving her to the pediatrician. I ain’t never seen them sitting up for hours with an autistic child who screams and rages so his mother can get some sleep while she rests up from working 14-hour days. I don’t see them fixing leaks in rundown houses or playing with a kid while the police prepare to interview her about her sexual abuse. They’re not paying for the funerals of babies and children who died after birth, when they truly do become independent organisms. And the crazy thing is they think they’ve already done their job, because the child was born!
Aphids give birth, girl. It’s no miracle. You want to speak for the weak? Get off your high horse and get your hands dirty helping the poor, the isolated, the ill and mentally ill women and mothers and their children who already breathe the dirty air. You are doing nothing, absolutely nothing, for children. You don’t have a flea’s comprehension of injustice. You are not doing shit for life until you get in there and fight that darkness. Until you understand that abortion is salvation in a world like ours. Does that sound too hard? Do you really think suffering post-birth is more permissible, less worthy of outrage?
“Pro-life” is simply a philosophy in which the only life worth saving is the one that can be saved by punishing a woman.
“A number of religions in Ankh-Morpork still practised human sacrifice, except that they didn’t really need to practice anymore because they had got so good at it. City law said that only condemned criminals should be used, but that was all right because in most of the religions refusing to volunteer for sacrifice was an offence punishable by death.”—Terry Pratchett, Guards! Guards! (via discworldquotes)
“Spare a thought for Sherlock. He’s had his challenges and had to confront them on his own. He’s coming back to, not a changed London, but his London is very changed. An empty flat, an engaged best friend, and not knowing how to engage with that is heartbreaking. It should be. It should be funny, but it should also be upsetting, hopefully. I hope to God it’s not too cute and that I got it right. I’m more nervous about that than anything else, about the gradations of him introducing himself back to Watson.”—Benedict Cumberbatch (x)
“Philippa: Women are huge fans of these films. It’s wonderful. You know, right from the Lord of the Rings there was this immediate engagement of women. You know there’s this notion that it’s a genre for boys, you know, dungeons and dragons or something like that but you know I’m living proof that that’s not true. I’ve always loved these stories. I think they spoke to me. The characters of The Hobbit especially speak to me – Frodo and Bilbo of course – and when you meet these young women, you do the red carpet and everything, things like that, and they talk to you, you understand that that passion for the storytelling that they’ve received that is going to create a new generation of young writers – young female writers – and I think we’re starting to see that now coming through.”—
we’re taking a group of people who have insider knowledge of the English language (or at least a good grasp of it) and placing them in a new, unfamiliar, virtual space. This space introduces visual aids to language in the form of photos and gifs, the ability to comment on someone else’s text in a reblog and the ability to communicate a lot of information in very few words using hashtags. We also see the creation of tone in a toneless medium. In order to simulate conversational patterns in writing we SHOUT WHEN WE’RE SUPER EXCITED or *psssst whisper when we’re pretending to tell someone a secret while perfectly aware that anyone on the internet can read what we’re saying.* slash the coolest bit tho is that u can like ironically forgo all capitalization and punctuation just write in a weird speech pattern its ok everyone will still understand maybe it even helps read the text more quickly because nothing is interrupting the flow of words
In short, this dialect results when people who already share a language are given new tools. The result isn’t a butchering of English language but a creative experiment with it. Am I claiming that the Internet as a whole is operating on a level of postmodernism that would make Joseph Heller, Kurt Vonnegut and Thomas Pynchon seem like novices? maybe i am maybe im not u punk wut of it like who r u to tell me otherwise
This whole article is absolutely fascinating. As someone who is older than the average tumblr user, and someone who can be a bit of a grammar freak, it took me a long time to get used to the Tumblrisms, but now I find them incredibly useful.
In the context of fluffly johnlock christmas, the tipping point for Sherlock, the absolutely last straw, cannot take it one more second - the one that gets the radio/mp3 player turned off and Sherlock picks up his violin.
Don’t know about his least favorite, but his fave has to be “Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer.” Because MAYBE IT WASN’T AN ACCIDENT.
“You can’t spend 90 minutes explaining how he did it. Everybody’s very excited about it now but I guarantee everybody will forget about it as soon as it’s done because for us [the episode] was about restoring the friendship between John and Sherlock.”—Mark Gatiss on The Empty Hearse (x)