Showing posts with label Womanhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Womanhood. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Men Act, Women Appear

I thought I'd share an excerpt today from a book that I read last semester in one of my grad classes. First published in 1972, Ways of Seeing is a book made by John Berger and four collaborators, based on the BBC series with John Berger.

I'm sharing this passage here because it struck a chord with me when I read it and I've thought about it frequently since then. I'm currently reading some books in my American women writers class that, I think, could easily be analyzed using the arguments in this excerpt. I will probably write some more about that in the coming months.

Please note that this is not easy reading, but I think it is worthwhile reading. You may want to read it more than once. And please feel free to comment with your thoughts and reactions.

According to usage and conventions which are at last being questioned but have by no means been overcome, the social presence of a woman is different in kind from that of a man. A man's presence is dependent upon the promise of power which he embodies. If the promise is large and credible his presence is striking. If it is small or incredible, he is found to have little presence. The promised power may be moral, physical, temperamental, economic, social, sexual - but its object is always exterior to the man. A man's presence suggests what he is capable of doing to you or for you. His presence may be fabricated, in the sense that he pretends to be capable of what he is not. But the pretence is always towards a power which he exercises on others. 
By contrast, a woman's presence expresses her own attitude to herself, and defines what can and cannot be done to her. Her presence is manifest in her gestures, voices, opinions, expressions, clothes, chosen surroundings, taste - indeed there is nothing she can do which does not contribute to her presence. Presence for a woman is so intrinsic to her person that men tend to think of it as an almost physical emanation, a kind of heat or smell or aura.
To be born a woman has been to be born, within an allotted and confined space, into the keeping of men. The social presence of women has developed as a result of their ingenuity in living under such tutelage within such a limited space. But this has been at the cost of a woman's self being split into two. A woman must continually watch herself. She is almost continually accompanied by her own image of herself. Whilst she is walking across a room or whilst she is weeping at the death of her father, she can scarcely avoid envisaging herself walking or weeping. From earliest childhood she has been taught and persuaded to survey herself continually. 
And so she comes to consider the surveyor and the surveyed within her as the two constituent yet always distinct elements of her identity as a woman.
She has to survey everything she is and everything she does because how she appears to others, and ultimately how she appears to men, is of crucial importance for what is normally thought of as the success of her life. Her own sense of being in herself is supplanted by a sense of being appreciated as herself by another. 
Men survey women before treating them. Consequently how a woman appears to a man can determine how she will be treated. To acquire some control over this process, women must contain it and interiorize it. That part of a woman's self which is the surveyor treats the part which is the surveyed so as to demonstrate to others how her whole self would like to be treated. And this exemplary treatment of herself by herself constitutes her presence. Every woman's presence regulates what is and is not 'permissible' within her presence. Every one of her actions - whatever its direct purpose or motivation - is also read as an indication of how she would like to be treated. If a woman throws a glass on the floor, this is an example of how she treats her own emotions of anger and so of how she would wish it to be treated by others. If a man does the same, his action is only read as an expression of his anger. If a woman makes a good joke this is an example of how she treats the joker in herself and accordingly of how she as a joker-woman would like to be treated by others. Only a man can make a good joke for its own sake. 
One might simplify this by saying: men act and women appear. Men look at women. Women watch themselves being looked at. This determines not only most relations between men and women but also the relation of women to themselves. The surveyor of woman in herself is male: the surveyed female. Thus she turns herself into an object- and most particularly an object of vision: a sight.
 
 

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Musings on My Desire to Have Children

Monday morning on my way to work, I was thinking about a conversation I had with friends the other day about how many kids I want to have someday (after I'm married, of course). For the past 7 years or so, I've thought that 4-10 kids would be the ideal number of children for me.

Although I've always said that I would be happy with "however many kids God gives me," on Monday morning I realized that wasn't really true. While I was thinking about this conversation, it was as though God asked me, "Adri, would you be happy with 2 children?" Yes, I thought, I would be...well, maybe not happy, but I could be content. But then God asked me, "What if I don't give you any children, Adri, would be you content then? You say you'll be happy with whatever I give you...what if I give you no children at all?"

And I realized that I could not even be content with not having any children...even now, typing this, I am nearly brought to tears - not the good kind, but the ones of bitterness and anger - at the thought of never having children. It's something I've always wanted, but if that's not God's will for my life, what am I supposed to do? What will that mean for my relationship with him?

Obviously, this is something I still need to work out. This is an area of my life that I only just realized is not surrendered to God...and I'm not sure that I want to surrender it. This is a time of testing for me. Will I surrender my deepest desires to him? Or will I hold onto them and let them come between us? The easy answer is that I will surrender it, but that's not necessarily an honest answer. And I think it's important to be honest, with God, with myself, and with others.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Fashion Inspiration: Jaqueline "Jackie O." Kennedy

The other day I noticed that the miniseries "The Kennedys" is available for streaming on Netflix and though I haven't had a chance to watch it yet, when I do watch it I anticipate enjoying a glimpse into an era in the United States' history that I completely missed out on. Growing up, my mom would tell me and my siblings stories about the Kennedys, but I have never had a very concrete idea of who they were or the vast influence they had on American politics, culture, history, and fashion.




I decided to do a Pinterest search for "Jackie O." and I found some common themes among her outfits that I though I would highlight here:

1. Dresses with fitted bodices and full or flared skirts





2. Short strands of pearls





3. Jackets with curvy, rather than boxy, elements






4. Over-sized sunglasses







5. Fitted tops and sweaters





Tuesday, February 15, 2011

"Woman"


Woman. It's a simple word, but it carries powerful connotations. What images come to your mind when you read that word?

Adult.

Responsible.

Graceful.

Mature.

Peaceful.

Those are just a few of the things my mind associates "woman" with. This is a word I struggle in applying to myself. At nearly 23-years-old, I realize that I am a woman now, whether I like it or not. I don't like to refer to myself as a "woman." Yet calling myself a "girl" seems more than a bit ridiculous; I know that I need to embrace the fact that I'm an adult now, but referring to myself and other ladies my age as "women" scares me.

I think I feel that if I am a woman, I can no longer do childish things. And that is true. It does not mean, however, that I can no longer have fun. Our society seems to connect youth with enjoyment of life, but that connection is not truth. The Bible tells us that old age is where true enjoyment lies, and it is God's plan for each individual to grow into a mature adult who is at peace with the identity God has given them.

"When I became an adult, I put away childish things." - 1 Corinthians 13:11

"The grey head is a crown of glory, if it is found in the way of righteousness." - Proverbs 16:31

When I created this blog, I really wanted to put "girl" instead of "woman" in the subtitle. But I could not. I feel that God has been trying to teach me about being a woman lately, especially what it means to be a woman outside the context of being a wife and mother (but that's a topic for another post), and it is my duty and privilege to embrace my womanhood.