Age is a weapon society uses against women. Each year that you gain comfort in your own flesh, your flesh is seen as worth less. Thirty, like 40 or 50, is a demarcation line, but a particularly loaded one. Cross it, says the world, and you leave the trifling-but-addictive privileges of girlhood behind. Invisibility this way, ma’am.
Like. But take it from one who knows — you don’t have to worry about becoming invisible until you turn 50. Then it happens IMMEDIATELY.
Like. But take it from one who knows — you don’t have to worry about becoming invisible until you turn 50. Then it happens IMMEDIATELY.
I sat and stared at this piece for such a long time. For me it captures beautifully the feeling of lamenting our younger years that women over 30 are supposed to feel. Can’t say I lament for my twenties or pine to be younger, but I definitely agree with the invisibility phenomenon – it can be quite suffocating. Beautiful portrait, thank you for sharing.
I sat and stared at this piece for such a long time. For me it captures beautifully the feeling of lamenting our younger years that women over 30 are supposed to feel. Can’t say I lament for my twenties or pine to be younger, but I definitely agree with the invisibility phenomenon – it can be quite suffocating. Beautiful portrait, thank you for sharing.
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About Molly:
Molly Crabapple is an artist, journalist, and author of the memoir, Drawing Blood. Called "An emblem of the way art can break out of the gilded gallery" by the New Republic, she has drawn in and reported from Guantanamo Bay, Abu Dhabi's migrant labor camps, and in Syria, Lebanon, Gaza, the West Bank, and Iraqi Kurdistan. Crabapple is a contributing editor for VICE, and has written for publications including The New York Times, Paris Review, and Vanity Fair. Her work is in the permanent collection of the Museum of Modern Art.
