I've never really had gender identity issues. I've always identified as a boy/male, even when I was coming to terms with my sexuality, I was always just a boy who liked boys. However, when I was 13, I had long hair, and many people had gender identity questions about me, that is, they thought I was female. I had long hair, was overweight, and hadn't gone through puberty. It's creepy to watch videos from that time because my voice is really really really high. It pissed me off to no end that people thought I was a girl. I even started a hitlist… heh. I wonder whatever happened to that.

Move forward to more modern times, senior year of high school to be precise, and I'm acting like a 13 year old girl. Constantly boy crazy, insane celebrity worship, a diary with stars and stickers all over it. Needless to say, my friends called me a 13 year old girl on numerous occasions. At some point I saw the Virgin Suicides for the first time, and the line when the youngest says to the doctor, “obviously you've never been a thirteen year old girl before” always stuck with me. It was in response to why would she try and end her life. Things couldn't possibly be that bad. Over Christmas break I saw Thirteen which was… something else. It was like KIDS for a more mainstream, paranoid audience of soccer moms. I don't remember doing that many drugs or having that much sex when I was thirteen… it was all kind of crazy. I admit it's a tough time in the life of an individual.

Because of this, I decided to do my final photo project as a self portrait of the artist as a thirteen year old girl.

My ftp is not working… you will have to wait until later. Damnit, I've got like three series of picture to show. MY LIFE IS SO HARD!

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