It was with apprehension that I packed my "Beauty in Residence" sash and headed down the hill for my first workshop of ISEA. Stopped for a bad nescafe coffe and cheese toastie to calm my nerves, and then ventured in.
It is called Exile Writing, and I am very excited at its potential. Whilst I realise that I am a privileged woman from a rich country, I do understand the notion of "other" as a fat fiftysomething female moving through this new beauty obsessed world. In fact my own project "the Beauty and the Geeks" attempts in a small way to subvert these notions of the "ideal" by proclaiming MYSELF beautiful.
A cigarette or two, and HERE GOES!