Postcard/writing

I feel posed. Sixty-six years of living and I am a mannequin with no original thoughts. I blame my mother and her tribe of latex-girdle-wearing women who in the ‘60’s escaped the ERA movement, Women’s Liberation and NOW by hiding out in suburban kitchens with harvest gold appliances. Those women should have been hunted down and sterilized. Instead they reproduced versions of themselves who now wear Spanx’s and polish their stainless-steal appliances while working a full time job.

(Postcard from the Getty Museum: Garry Winogrand’s photograph, Los Angeles International Airport, 1964)