Lonely Intersectionality

Lately I’ve been feeling very lonely in the intersection of so many minorities so I wanted to share this piece with you.

I’m a female bodied, disabled, queer person of colour and sometimes it feels like it doesn’t matter how hard I try to surround myself with allies, I’m always having to fight to take up space in my tiny corner. The queer spaces in London are often very white and it makes me feel lonely in a place that I want to feel at home.

So here is a piece made of that feeling.

The Trapped Feeling of Assault

I doodled this in my teens in a state of panic and I wanted to share it because working on strategies to manage my panic has been a difficult work in progress ever since.

In my late teens I was assaulted on the tube and ever since I have battled with the automatic trapped-prey panic when any man stares at me too long on the London Underground. I’m pretty sure I’d like to make some art specific to that at some point but it’s still a little too raw to do so. So here is some art from a time when panic ruled me much more strongly.