My YouTube channel is up and running! I’m in the process of creating some DIY videos for you! I currently only have hoop practice videos posted. If you’d like to check me out, come by and show some love!
My dear blog followers and visitors,
I would love to know more about you! What is the name of your blog? What is it about? Do you have a vlog? Where are you from? What type of articles are you most interested in? Is there an article you’re proud of that you’d like to share with me? Who are your favorite writers? What book are you reading right now?
Also, here’s a little reminder to email me your mailing address if you’d like to receive a little holiday package from me.
Happy holidays, everybody!
We put a lot of effort into the way we look. We dye our hair, get tattoos and piercings, work out every day, practice guerrilla dieting, dread our hair or chop it all off, cake our faces in makeup, rip the hair off of our bodies… and for what? So we can be accepted by certain people.
I have been an active participant in many subcultures for as long as I can remember. Appearance, regardless of whether or not people will admit it, is valued more highly than anything else, even in the so-called “enlightened” communities. You don’t believe me? Take a look around at the next festival, beatnik poetry reading, or punk rock show you attend. Everyone looks like everyone else.
I, on many occasions, encounter people who say I am not a hippie because I look like a model. I encounter people who say I am not a real artist because I don’t have tattoos. And most of those people are apart of society’s subcultures- the very people who feel judged (by everyone else) on the way they look! Laughable, isn’t it?
It is the person who makes the person, not their appearance. Anybody can buy an outfit, get pierced or tattooed, go to the salon, etcetera. I’m a hippie because of the way I live my life. I do not have dreads in my hair or wear expensive hippie attire. Buying expensive clothing to fit in is actually very un-hippie. I do not cut my hair to look like a boy nor do I cover my body in tattoos, but that doesn’t make me any less an artist. I am an artist because I create art. Plain and simple. The rest is surface level.
This is an issue I fear will never go away. As long as we practice judgement, it will continue. As long as we keep teaching people that they need to buy this, pierce that, dread this, or tattoo that to fit in, we will perpetuate our race of insecure people who judge others for not looking like us and condemn those who don’t look the way we think they should.
Any thoughts? Share them here.
These last 8 days have been epically painful for me, as I’m sure you’ve gathered based on my recent poetry. Your likes, comments, reblogs, and support have more than comforted me during this time in my life.
You remind me how important is it to keep writing regardless of how I feel. You remind me that I am appreciated regardless of how I am treated (by him). You remind me that there are more people on this planet than I encounter on a regular basis.
I am so grateful to have this community. Thank you for being an important part of my life.
Amber Atevalu (Me)
I am an artist, a writer. My poetry is not meant to instill fear, it is a tool I use to release emotion. My form of therapy, if you will. Some of you have expressed concern for my sanity. Fear not, I am only offering a pen lashing. The best art stems from some form of insanity. I just wanted to make that clear.