Give Venus Some Clothes!

I really think it’s time to stop struggling and queer this shit up y’all — for realz!

Spent the morning reading about Aphrodite and Venus. Aph my patron goddess. She rule pretty much every aspect my life. Plus a film maker pal might use me as Venus in one o’ they projects, so I was doing a little research. Aphrodite started out a lot more than a pretty chick on a half shell. Girlfriend was born o’ Gaia getting sick of Sun frisky every morning. Gaia had Sun’s dick chopped off chucked into the sea. Fiery love shaft bubbled cooling in the waters came out as the being now known goddess o’ love, bringing new meaning to “being a prick.”

Used to be, a lot of mo’ fo’s saw Aphrodite the major deity damn near monotheistic, Cyprus and a lot of places around the Mediterranean and North Africa. She was (actually “they” were — Aphrodite was non-binary) a bad ass bitch resided over human passion (all of them) and human relationships (not just sexual ones). She/They also encourage experimenting with all kinds of ways people come together (pun intended).

Greed, relationships with material things, and rejecting the human connection changed how people saw Aphrodite. ‘Stead of Venus guiding better interaction, men use brute force coerce other people reduce everyone and everything into commodities. Venus became a definite “female” commodity and got her clothes stripped off, eventually getting domesticated into Virgin Mary (yes, the Virgin Mary is the concession for folks who prefer praying to a woman for guidance).

Interactions today still be framed conquests, coercion and making people “act right” getting in they face making noise (including with prisons, guns and bombs). We accept this as how the world works and keep things the same continuing to buy into that belief. We keep feeding the monster that lives off aggression, rage and fear. Somehow we grown addicted that mode of being with each other, even though we ain’t seen it work long-term, ever!

Let’s bring the “girl” back into our movements. I say we start gender nonconforming when we think about how to make the world a better place. Bring the art o’ lovemaking back into the center of our everything and stop all this damn pushing and shoving, even when it’s pushing and shoving back. We don’t have to turn the other cheek, but maybe we can show our asses a little more.

Pink Flowers

Pink Flowers is a Black trans artist, activist and educator, whose work is rooted in ancient shamanic, African trickster, and Brazilian Joker traditions. Pink uses Theater of the Oppressed, Art of Hosting, Navajo Peacemaking and other anti-oppression techniques, as the foundation of their theater-making, mediation, problem-solving and group healing practices.

She is the founder of Award-winning Falconworks Theater Company, which uses popular theater to build capacities for civic engagement and social change. She has received broad recognition, numerous awards, and citations for their community service. She has been a faculty member at Montclair State University, Pace University, and a company member of Shakespeare in Detroit.

Pink is currently in Providence Rhode Island teaching directing for the Brown/Trinity MFA program, while also directing the Brown University production of Aleshea Harris’s award-winning What To Send Up When It Goes Down. Get performance detail here.

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