Sweet Inspiration

Straight to my heart

I find myself doing more and more reading on the web. As the print vs. web debate goes on like some kind of good vs. evil, nitpicky crusade, I wonder… what is going to happen to the art of literature. The web as a medium, opens so many possibilities for experiment, narrative, interaction and discourse. As much as I love blogs, and news sites, I still crave new twists on word combinations, and beautiful descriptions and stories… ah…

Artist and writer, Shelley Jackson, wrote back in 1997, this piece called ‘My Body‘ a website/experiment in prose a lavish description of her body:

My hips are narrow and hard like a boy’s. The white skin pulls thin over the muscles; when I twist my body, one muscle pulls a long hollow all the way across my hip. I never understood hips, what or even exactly where they were, though I knew the womanly hip was supposed to be a desirable entity from occasional soft-core pornographic passages in novels (I remember the phrase, “churning hips”). My hip was an indeterminate straight stretch connecting my stomach to my legs. There was nothing there to linger over.

It’s an interesting experiment, because you just click on the body part and there is a story about her relationship with that particular part of her body, then there are links within that will lead you around to other ideas and snippets. It’s like the act of getting to come to terms with my own body, where there is never a whole acceptance but rather moments of awareness, and trains of thought.
As a woman whose mental and bodily relations are constantly evolving, it’s really great to read and experience the work of Shelley Jackson.

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