Imagine a leftist meeting. The aggrieved are sitting around in a dirt pit (wherever they sit it’s a dirt pit, no?) trying to come up with a profound idea to get their message noticed.
After an hour or so, Jody finally speaks up (isn’t there always a Jody?)
“I know, let’s get naked!”
The room goes nuts like an Oprah giveaway day.
“How did you ever come up with that, Jody??”
“You’re a genius.”
This time the genius was Spencer Tunick, a guy that’s been making a living by reinventing his remarkable idea of photographing naked people ad nauseam.
On July 17, 2016, in the midst of the Republican National Convention in Cleveland, Ohio, 100 women joined forces and got naked.
In May, Tunick called out for volunteers to participate in his vision, to interrupt business as usual at the RNC with a flood of nude bodies. The only requirement: be a woman ― whether Democrat, Republican, or any other political platform. Tunick hoped the work would serve as an act of peaceful protest, combatting the hateful rhetoric Donald Trump and his followers have directed at women, through the simple power of collective creation.
The message resonated. Over 1,800 women signed up to participate. Each participant submitted a statement explaining their reason for getting involved. One wanted a way to remember her body during pregnancy…
And this is a protest against Donald Trump, how?
another hoped the experience would help her heal after she was sexually assaulted. Some wanted to accept and celebrate their aging bodies, others to leave a positive impact on their daughters.
This is a stinging rebuke of Donald Trump.
Dienes had never participated in a nude photo shoot before, or anything similar. “There were a few people trying to scare me out of it,” she said. “A lot of people were saying, ‘My mom is going to kill me!’ But it was presented in a classy, peaceful way. Sometimes you just have to stand up for what’s right. I’m proud of what I did.”
What did you do?
I’m trying to imagine Hillary saying something about men that offended me. What if Hillary said that a debate moderator had it in for her because the guy hadn’t gotten laid in awhile and he had blue balls? I’m not sure I could be convinced by a photographer that to protest Hillary I should stand in front of the Democrat convention center swinging my junk.
I’m not seeing the connection.
Back to the vapid women duped by a man into getting naked—
During the shoot, the diverse, undressed subjects each held a large, round mirror above their head. Reflecting the earth and sun and sky, as well as the fleshy forms of the manifold women around them, the mirrors spoke to the communal power of womanhood, a force almost supernatural in its strength.
If you say so.
As Tunick explained in a statement: “The mirrors communicate that we are a reflection of ourselves, each other, and of, the world that surrounds us. The woman becomes the future and the future becomes the woman.”
Deep. Almost as deep as a first year art student.
Ohio resident Deanna Bergdorf published a Facebook note processing the experience. She described her nerves while heading to the conference site, and her anger when addressing what’s at stake in the upcoming election. “I fought to hold in my tears as [Tunick] explained that we were gathered together to make a statement against the rhetoric of hatred that’s being spewed out from the Republican party; against the misogynistic, xenophobic, racist, anti-LGBTQ, ableist platform that has defined hating others as an acceptable American lifestyle.”
Now get naked. Slow. Slower.
Bergdorf’s anxiety diminished as the crowd disrobed, and distinctions between bodies began to seem barely distinguishable and fully insignificant. “I was struck by the sameness of all the different bodies,” she expressed. “All kinds of shapes and sizes were present. We were old and young; we were mahogany and golden, pale and bronze and freckled. Some of us were sleek and lean and ‘unblemished’ by pregnancy and childbirth and years of breastfeeding. Others held decades’ worth of stories in their wrinkles and creases and folds.
The “sameness” of the “different” bodies. They were the same, except different.
“It was crazy. There were all kinds of shapes and sizes, pale, bronze, freckled, smokin’ hot, disgustingly flabby and wrinkled… but they were the same…
There was even some woman named Caitlyn with a wang.”
Please stop voting.
In a statement, Tunick dubbed women’s bodies one of the most controversial subjects in the upcoming presidential race.