little purple girllittle purple girl
with your dress abound
come to the cabin
to the little cabin
where she waits
to take you to heaven
by her wings take
to see HIS holy glory
with angels abound
little purple girl
fly away now
Night pours purple ink.Night pours purple ink.
Houses jut frozen grass
as a spot of orange
Van gogh stars
or tv glow.
Radio wave tremble.
I move through
If I squint at paper branches,
will I see pixels?
My hand the same bark.
Carbonation vibrates my legs.
I force words from under my tongue.
A sky of polished stones turns slowly.
Around the back
Of a king
Suffocating in its depth
What are you
Oh one so different?
Is this how you are
In a pious shade
Purple, black, and bluePurple, black, and blue.
My heart is bruised.
Just sitting here, thinking of you, my mind is so confused.
That conniving spider, spinning her lies,
About me and some random guy.
Your belief in her words is surprisingly strong,
But I've done nothing wrong!
So here you come, demanding proof.
Here I am, trying to convince you of my truth.
Purple, black, and blue.
How can you be so cruel?
Wanting to GPS my every move,
Reading through all of my texts,
Just to verify this mess.
Purple, black, and blue.
So you've seen enough to know what's true.
Now you admit that you're wrong.
Singing me your "I love you" song.
I'm nursing my wounds, needing some space.
All you want to do is touch me and kiss my face.
Purple, black, and blue.
I deserve better than you!
I've had enough.
I want to break up.
Somehow things got turned around.
Now I'm back here on the ground,
Looking up at you.
Purple, black, and blue.
I Paint Purple FlowersI paint purple flowers
everywhere I've been.
When you get used to leaving like I am,
you'll understand why.
I have to paint those flowers,
or I'm aimless.
The flowers are my trail.
There were purple flowers in my mama's garden
on the day she died.
But he paints blue balloons.
I see them sometimes
on the path of remembering.
A little secret trail,
that only one of our kind can see.
The thing is,
I think he sees my flowers, too.
I asked about his balloons.
He said, "I sent a letter to God one one.
I'm showing Him where to blow His winds
to send one back."
Happy Blue Purplish ValentineHappy Blue Purplish Valentine’s Day
One blue, the other one violet,
Hope in one’s heart, in the other regret,
Both witnesses of how their brothers fell,
Violet’s head still high but blue in hell,
In violet’s eyes there is light, in blue’s darkness,
Violet’s goal to be with yellow, Blue to lay everyone at eternal rest,
Though seeing what others couldn’t see,
Both declared inferior in their family,
Through yellow, they seek strength,
To reach it, both go different lengths,
Enduring the past and future, come what may,
Happy Valentine’s Day!!!
Purple skies falling...softly Purple skies falling...softly to the ground. But a sun that shines and warms my aching soul....I walk softly into the night, of candles of kings of love that sings speaking of a waterway across the bay, I sail hopelessly alone...but one candle remains lighted as my heart seeks the compass home and you are the anchor that holds me tight to my shore...leading me gently and loving me still. To a home our heart dwells in together beside the hill. You are my home my peace my soul. You are my joy my light my love. My heaven on earth, you are to me, in this world. You, my one and only forever true love.
Red, Blue, Green, Black, PurplRed, Blue, Green, Black, Purple, and Orange.
Sweet and fresh out of her veins as it hits the ground with tears from her eyes.
As she dies, the blade hits the floor.
Tears from the pain inside slip out as she slips away.
With her last breath, blood slips out of her mouth and down she falls.
Now asleep, forever, my fallen angel.
In researching the history of pin up art I found that before there were the “centerfold girls”
there were the “pin-up calendar girls” – the semi-nude young women in lingerie whose photographs
adorned calendars sold semi-legally from under the counters of gas stations and truck stops. In
fact, the Marilyn Monroe nudes that established the “Playboy” magazine centerfold were actually
taken years before for just such a “men’s calendar.” From “French postcards” to calendars to men’s
magazines, there has always been a special relationship between photography and the male obsession
with the female form. These photos were pinned in soldiers’ lockers and even carried into combat.
The iconic pin-up images were even painted on the nosecones of many U.S. Air Force bombers.
At least through the “Playboy” era (1960s-70s) the depictions of the female were extremely “objectified”
– the “quality” of the female subject’s body parts taking precedence over any other information about the
subject. But something interesting happened as the generations progressed. Pin-up art has greatly evolved
not only from how idealized females are depicted, but also in that so many women themselves are now the artists
creating pin-up art.
Furthermore, the pin-up models themselves are no longer mute, anonymous “objects” for manipulation –
they have their own identities, websites and businesses based on how they choose to represent their female form.
When young men choose pin up totems of their preferred pop culture prey to adorn their man-caves these days, the
“pin-up girl” ideal is more likely to be closer to Lara Croft or Gina Carano or the Kate Beckinsale character in
“Underworld” or Milla Jovovich in “Resident Evil” than to some full bodied but otherwise expressionless model. Even
the most macho men today seem to want their “dream girl” to be smart and tough and resourceful.
The pin-up image has greatly evolved from a fluffy slice of “cheesecake” to a self-reliant, self-defined, physically
fit female whose hotness is exceeded only by her ability to kick any unworthy man’s butt. As more and more female artists
create pin-up art, and more female models for this art become self-empowered in co-creation of the “message” going out
from this art, the more the “objectification” past can be redeemed by the “empowerment” future – and the wonder and power
of the female subject – body and soul – can be free to evolve ever closer in its depiction toward ultimate revelation.
Because of the comments this article is generating, many directed at the “voice” of the article instead of its subject, this has turned into a great opportunity to talk a bit about the process of these articles and why they are presented the way they are.
The purpose of my essays and articles on HQ is to shine a spotlight on amazing artists on deviantART as well as all of the different types of art represented on our site and hopefully spark real dialogues between deviants and others. Sometimes this works “too well” and community members take me to task for pushing some sort of private agenda that would better be suited to my personal journaling. But I have no agenda other than to provoke the lively exchanges that, like this one on pin-up art, are giving off such great passion, heat and light. The shared comments, especially from contributors like SparrowSong, are the other half of what the “articles” are about.
The articles are not personal “think pieces” or statements of official deviantART opinion or policy about “positive" or “negative” art. The articles are meant to bring out your feelings and opinions. In this pin-up piece I was worried that my own, sometimes buzz-kill, feminist sentiments (especially when it comes to objectifying women into sex toys) were going to overly darken my notes on “pin-up” - - a major field of art on deviantART - - and make me look biased against it and its artists. I obviously bent the rhetorical stick too far the other way. I’m relieved that there’s still enough passion out there for female equality that I’d be called a sexist for not totally trashing “pin-up” and its fans.
What I really wasn’t trying to say in the article is that I think “pin-up” used to be sexist, but it’s all good and even empowering of females now with sexism “gone.”. I thought I was saying that pin-up objectificaton will always exist so long as testosterone exists, but now at least there is a substantial portion of it that at least values (or intends to value) other aspects of the female subject (i.e., leadership, independence, physical and mental acuity, etc) and these were completely absent in pin-up just a few decades ago. I always look to the rays of light emerging from the darkness, rather than the depressing persistence of the darkness.
What started out as an invitation for all of us to express, yet also question, our feelings and personal thesis about the validity, purpose, intent, and artistic merit of nudity in the arts (and subsequently our everyday lives) quickly turned into a wildfire global conversation that ran across every age, race, religion, gender, and ideology we have on the Earth Sphere. Just an incredible conversation that had a significant impact on many of us in the community who were following each and every comment.
One other angle I edited out of the article at the last minute: there is a direct thread from the Pin-up era all the way through to the insurgent Cosplay movement currently raging across the globe. The comment from $Dollwithagun presents first hand perspective regarding the pin up centric, barely there outfits, and decidedly erotic undercurrents permeating the Con circuits along with the meteoric rise and integration of the cosplay aesthetic into the mainstream of our pop-culture narrative.
To this point, Heidi and I returned from a fact finding mission at Dragon Con last year with multiple eye opening experiences illustrating this surging phenomenon.
I would like to extend this invitation to you to share responses to this article with links to artwork, sources, statistics, etc., that strengthen and support your positions and thoughts on any matters related to this now diverse conversation, and I will then update this article next week highlighting all of those well thought out and detailed responses.
Many of you have commented about the inclusion of weapons as props in today's pin up art. What would you say is the ultimate impact of that element on the viewers experience?
What female pin-up from movies, comics, fashion, etc, has always best represented your idea of the ideal female? How much of your choice is based on sheer physical attractiveness and magnetism, and how much on other factors (what you know of her ideas and attitudes, her causes and concerns, etc)?
How much “political” thought ruins an artist’s muse?
Would you consider posing for a pin up if asked? Do you think that posing for a painitng or drawing is different than posing for a photograph?
Do you feel it’s a generally positive thing that female artists create powerful independent female characters in their art that are still ultra-sexy and alluring?