Graphic Thoughts and Ecofeminism

Many many years ago, I was charmed into reading Dino Buzzati’s THE TARTAR STEPPE (1940). The feel of the book was inquietante, that is, disturbing and gave me no real pleasure. However, it did give me more insight as to the mentality of the person who recommended it.

The story is that of Lieutenant Giovanni Drogo who’s sent to Fort Bastiani at the limits of the Tartar Steppe. So, along with a bunch of other soldiers, Drogo waits to defend the fort from the Tartars. They wait and wait a non-stop wait that goes on for two years. Every day it’s the same old thing, nothing changes. Life has become immobile causing the mind to wander  and the soldiers start going wacko. They begin to doubt that the Tartars will ever show up. Unfortunately, in the habit of waiting, they are unprepared for action and when the Tartars finally arrive, the soldiers are no longer in touch with reality thus doomed.

Dino Buzzatifrom “Poem Strip” 

After reading THE TARTAR STEPPE, I had no particular urge to read anything else by Buzzati. But a few days ago, after talking together about graphic novels, my friend Connie lent me POEM STRIP (1967), a graphic novel by Buzzati. It’s a take off on Orpheus and Eurydice and tells of Orfi’s search for his missing girlfriend, Eura. The story takes place in a Gothic Milano, Buzzati’s adopted city, full of fear and mystery.  It has a film noir attitude towards sex and a Dante’s INFERNO attitude towards life. In other words, another inquietante book!

from "Poem Strip"

From “Poem Strip”

Dino Buzzati

From “Poem Strip”

Now I have nothing against Buzzati. He was not only a novelist and painter, but a well-known and respected journalist for Corriere della Sera as well. And I have nothing against men, but Buzzati’s work, in my opinion, reflects a male mentality that is not compatible with my own. And it is this same mentality that seems to dominate the realm of comic strips and graphic novels.

from "Poem Strip"

From “Poem Strip”

On many many occasions, I’ve been to Feltrinelli’s in Rome looking for comics and graphic novels finding mainly works by Milo Manara, Guido Crepax, Hugo Pratt and Andrea Pazienza.  Rarely did I find anything by women. Too bad as there are many many talented female artists out there. Aside from the well-known Marjane Satrapi, author of PERSEPOLIS, others of interest include Nicola Streeten of Laydeez do Comics, Liz Prince, and Kate Beaton. Just to name a few.

Ecofeminism graphic bunnies by Cynthia Korzekwa
I am happy to announce that I am now collaborating with Sir Joe Works and we will publish, in the not too distant future and in ebook form, BEBINA BUNNY’S CABINET OF CURIOSITIES. It is a graphic narrative focusing on ecofeminism.

Ecofeminism is a term of ambiguous nature. It evokes the idea of a feminist who simultaneously fights against patriarchal oppression as well as against environmental exploitation. This is true in a general sense. However, I would like to elaborate on the term.

The prefix “eco” comes from the Greek “oiko” meaning house. And the word “ecology” comes from “oiko” that’s mated with “ology” (“the study of”) thus means “the study of the house”. So ecologists can be defined as those who study their dwellings. And since I dwell in my body and  my mind, they are a part of my home and to be considered  an extension of my personal ecology. 

A feminist is a woman who believes in and fights for the equality of the sexes and for the right to follow her own principles. Democracy was invented c. 2,500 years ago but women have been voting only for the last 100. Which means that for 2,400 years, society and its standards have been established by men. And this causes women to be defensive.

An ecofeminist is a woman who defends her home.

Ecofeminism Bebina Bunny by Cynthia Korzekwa

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Writings on Visual Culture by Mario Naves“The Bewitched Bourgeois: Fifty Stories” by Dino Buzzati

“The Bewitched Bourgeois: Fifty Stories” by Dino Buzzati

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Aperitifs on a Parian Roof

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We discovered that we can see summer sunsets from the roof of our house. So lately we’ve been climbing up with our picnic basket full of the basics for a Parian aperitif which means, in brief, ouzo and meze (μεζέ). A meze is a snack served with alcohol generally consisting of olives,tomato and cucumber. Eating food when drinking is always a good idea as it helps you absorb the alcohol.

Last night we had a special treat – after the sunset, the rise of the full moon. Spettacolare! A kind of yin-yang experience.

Full moons release a lot of energy and can affect us in various ways. “Lunatic” comes from the word luna meaning moon so maybe that’s why werewolves come out when the moon is full.

moon calendarOldest Lunar Calendar

The first calendars were based on moon and not sun cycles. There is a synchronous relationship between menstrual regularity and lunar rhythms thus creating a natural bond between women and the moon. Both are capable of  waxing and waning.

fotos via Pierluigi Fagan

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The Self in A Portrait

self-portraitSelf-portrait, Livadia

When you look at yourself in the mirror, you see your opposite and not the way you really are. So is a self-portrait really possible? I mean, how can you truly know yourself via  a reflection. Seeing yourself in a foto doesn’t count  because a foto is an impression of what the camera  sees  and not the way you see yourself.

No face is totally symmetrical. And it is this lack of symmetry that gives us our true identity.

I recently finished reading THE PAINTER by Will Davenport—two parallel stories meant to intersect based  on Rembrandt’s hypothesized stay in Hull, England. Trying to escape a creditor, Rembrandt unwittingly stowaways on a ship. To pay his fare, he’s obliged to paint a portrait of the captain and his wife. And to paint the faces of others, Rembrandt first had to  learn to paint himself.

Rembrandt painted many self-portraits. He often depicted himself wearing a gold chain—that of the royal patronage. But,  unlike Rubens, Rembrandt had never earned this patronage.  In other words, his chain was a fake.

RembrandtRembrandt’s self-portrait  with gold chain

Rembrandt

Rembrandt’s self-portrait with gold chain

RembrandtRembrandt’s self portrait with gold chain

RembrandtRembrandt’s self-portrait with gold chain

So a self-portrait is not always of who you are but rather of who you’d like to be.

Asymmetrical. With gold chain.

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Kalo Taxidi

Kalo taxidi Connie by Cynthia Korzekwa
My Zen teacher and friend is leaving Paros tonight.  I will miss her.  A lot.

Kalo taxidi, Connie!

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Mended

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I wish feelings could be mended as easily as a shirt. And with the same joy, color and quirkiness.

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on the beach of Lividia

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