Gender is strange and elusive.
Sometime we attach it to genitals,
and sometimes we attach it to boats.
In Spanish, I can misgender my table.
Every day we gender each other, even strangers –
at a glance, on instinct, with very little to go on.
is an ongoing collaboration between myself and
Each fragment is sparked by the previous,
as trans women of different generations
pass our memories back and forth,
reflecting on lives and transitions
separated by a quarter-century.
Transilient is an online project
combining photography and interviews
from trans people around the country.
The project attempts to humanize,
educate and destroy the assumption
that trans folks are solely defined by their physical experience.
We aim to weave transgender lives into the overall human experience
instead of merely focusing on the transition.
I'm still reeling from this year of insults,
a traumatizing campaign turned traumatic election.
I'm not sad about a contest lost,
but what those results mean
for real people around me.
2016 is over,
but 2017 is going to be even harder.
There's a lot of language that gets thrown around,
but much of it comes loaded with
over-simplified baggage and misconceptions.
Here are a few that have been on my mind,
from gender identity to biological sex,
transition, passing, and visibility.
It's been a month
since our country pseudo-elected
a bigoted blow-hard for president.
I'm heading to DC to protest his inauguration in January,
and go on a mixed-media resistance tour...