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The Sultry Seahorse Illustration

UPDATE – the original has sold. Limited Edition archival prints in 8.5×11 inch paper are available now in the shop.

The Sultry Seahorse was created with Windsor and Newton watercolour, Prismacolor Verithin coloured pencils, Faber Castell Pitt Artist Pens (india ink) and Pilot Hi-tec C pens on Arches watercolour paper.

This original artwork measures 8.5×10 inches (21,5cm by 25,3cm). Yes, I’m beginning to illustrate bigger, slowly working my up to painting large wall art again.

You can see the beginning of this artwork in the last post.

The original illustration is RESERVED already however, limited edition prints will be available shortly in the shop.

Female Hysteria – Aids that Every Woman Appreciates


Engrossed with hysteria I walked into my councilling session today. I traveled emotionally; climbing mountains reaching the peak only to leap off descending to the valley below. How is it possible for a person to cry, leave their body, and smile within a five minute time frame, all the while not knowing how she traveled from one emotional state to another.

I’m OK. It feels odd to actually state “I’m OK.” I neither understand nor remember the triggers of such outbursts. They come unbidden, uncontrolled and inadvertently end, leaving me to digest the days progression.

My councilor is a beautiful, wise and generous person. She knows my secrets. Are they secrets though? For her yes, I would say indeed they are secrets kept in confidence. For me, shedding secrets strengthens my being. I don’t need to hide. When I hide who I am I fill with fear which leads to anxiety which turns into the inability to make decisions leading to eventual hysteria. That word hysteria I looked up in the wiki simply because I have been feeling hysterical lately. They state:

Hysteria is a diagnostic label applied to a state of mind, one of unmanageable fear or emotional excesses. The fear is often centered on a body part, most often on an imagined problem with that body part (disease is a common complaint). People who are “hysterical” often lose self-control due to the overwhelming fear.

Damn they are good! And Damn I’m good for picking the proper word this evening to describe my consciousness. To take it a step farther I then looked up female hysteria. Having known some background on the subject through reading and discussion with others I believe that Damn, it is all too real today, for perhaps many women in some shape or form. Without release through orgasm everything just builds and builds and builds and then you are essentially a hysterical woman. What would you know that in the earlier part of the century Doctors were rubbing the clitoris of women sometimes for hours to bring on an orgasm, in effect relieving the Hysteria. This practice was a sanctioned medical procedure which lead to the popular invention of the electric vibrator. To my surprise the Sears, Roebuck and Company catalog from 1918 features a whole page devoted to:

sears robuck - aids that every woman appreciates - public domain image

As the years progressed Female Hysteria vanished as a medical diagnosis.

Today different manifestations of hysteria are recognized amongst other things, schizophrenia, conversion disorder and anxiety attacks.

Note the term anxiety attacks. That one hit home. Today I spoke with my councilor about the lack of sex in my relationship with my boyfriend. She mentioned that sex is actually a good way to relieve anxiety and depression. I thought on this and tucked it away in the back of my head ’til later this evening after Eric went to bed. Low and behold that theory holds true! One always hears about how men masturbate once or more times a day; women, you know, could benefit from this practice too!

Side note: Today my talk with my councilor wasn’t just about sex. Sex was all but a small part of it. Sexuality and the need to be able to express desire and pleasure freely has been difficult for me since I sobered up 10 months ago. Tonight, for the first time in a long time I felt secure in expressing these thoughts and ideas that I have been repressing. There is no shame in writing and/or expressing your femininity openly. Thank you Councilor A. I welcome feedback and discussion on this. Cheers!

Image credits
1. Hysteria – Jessica Doyle – 2006 – Ink on Paper
2. Aids That Every Woman Appreciates – Sears, Roebuck and Company catalog, 1918 – This image is Public Domain

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Menstruation, Period, Blood

In celebration of women’s monthly shades of red blood, seeping, flowing or leaking from yes, our vagina; are some thoughts, links and controversies for you to read.

For any of you who are using tampons please consider switching to a reusable pad or a menstral cup. I stopped using brand name tampons and pads about five years ago. To my surprise my monthly one to two week long yeast infections disapeared along with the unbearable dryness, pain and itchiness tampon use had done to me. Why in the world would human beings create such an awful bleached cotton/rayon tube shaped diaper sponge to shove up your vagina? Why would women choose to use this environmentally unfriendly toss away product that fits into your jeans pocket so the boys won’t know you have your period while in high school? Tampons dry you out. They absorb not just the blood but the good mucous, lining the walls of your vagina. Every time you insert one and then remove it you scrape the lining of your vagina irritating it. Tampons leak. They cause odour and could cause Toxic Shock Syndrome.

Why do feminine product commercials only show blue watery liquid being poured out of a glass onto a pad? I’ve never in my life experienced a period that has been chlorine blue and watery thin that came out of a glass cup or beaker. On the contrary it is thick, multi-coloured red goo, cream and bubble textured. What is yours like?

I use what is called a menstral cup (Keeper). It is a reusable soft menstral cup about the size of a plum used for up to 12 hours a day that has up to a ten year life expectancy. That means you take it out in the morning, emtpy it’s contents in the toilet, rinse and re-insert until the evening. I have not used a pad nor tampon in five years. I payed for it once. I’m not filling up the landfills monthly. I’m not in need of lubricants or yeast control meds. Above all, my vagina is happier. After every cycle you simply wash it with hot water and soap, rinse with water thoroughly, then mix one tablespoon of vinegar in one cup of water and place the keeper in it for a few hours. This disinfects it. Simple eh?

Please compare tampons and menstral cups. Check out the Museum of Menstruation & Women’s Health to see what women have used, experienced and been sold throughout the ages. The old advertisements will make you laugh and perhaps even shock you, but more seriously this site will make you think. Here are all the topics they cover!

In the 1930’s reusable was loosing it’s battle with disposable in the corporate/capitalist world. Why would someone build or create something that could last for 10 years when you could create something to be used for five to eight hours and then have to pay to have it replaced again and again? This philosophy does not just apply to tampon and pad manufacturing, it is relevant to most industries today; i.e. cars, clothing, diapers, razors, plasticware, furniture and technology based products. We live in a world of ever improving swiffers. What happened to just using a good ole mop?