jademermaid: (Medusa)
Corey and I waited in line with the other hard core tattoo/horror people, and when I got to Judy, she was already partially booked for the afternoon. She'd known I was coming, but she says that things happen to even the most dedicated people, so she'd taken a couple of smaller pieces. So, We had a bunch of time to kill before she could start. She said not to worry, that she would totally make it up to me, (which she did!). I showed her a couple of images I'd snagged from the net, and then left her to 'brew'. She's kind of like me that way, she needs to think about things for bit before actually doing them, especially on me. I think she likes me because I take the pain really well.

The first guy was getting a cool skeleton mermaid demon, but I didn't get a picture. The girl after him was getting wings on her back. I'm not sure that she knew what she was in for with Judy, lol. When I came by she was in teary-eyed pain, but she was hanging tough. I got a picture of her:

Now, wings on the back are a pretty popular thing, and I've seen some good ones. I don't know if you can tell in the pic, but these are really nice, and they weren't even done. I saw her later and each feather was detailed and lovely.

Anyway, back to me! So, she started sketching, but the facial expression was becoming a problem. She would try one, and I'd nitpick a little, and she'd do another. I want my Medusa to have personality, somewhat sexy, but also mischievious, which is a delicate thing to achieve. I joked with her that I thought one time she might send me to look and make her have crossed eyes and her tongue sticking out for being so picky!

Anyway, we settled on the final expression, here's the sketch:

I knew we wouldn't get it done, it was like twice as big as I'd thought it would be, but it's also 1000 times cooler. I love the snakes, each one seems to have it's own personality!

This is the first time I saw her in Nashville, I usually go to the Knoxville tattoo fest to see her. In Knoxville, they know me, because I was crazy enough to get the big side piece from Judy there. Here, people just stared and whispered after me, sure I was insane, and not make it through something so big. My personality type only makes me grip even tighter to doing something when people think I can't, so they helped me without even realizing it!

the rest of the pics behind the cut! )
jademermaid: (Medusa)
Medusa says —

I was wisdom
black as night.

Now they call me:

So I hide
behind this hissing curtain
of hair.

little ones,
breathe easy;
you are free
to not see.

what is a lonely
old lady to do?

I still wait
for some daughter,
some son,
so wounded by the world,
to seize these snakes
and part my locks wide.

I still wait
for some bold, tired
wild child of mine,
determined to die
seeing what's reflected
in my unblinking eye.


Ivan M. Granger

Commentary by Ivan M. Granger )

I have some ideas flying (slithering?) around in my head for a Medusa altar, something small but powerful.
jademermaid: (Medusa)
So, it turns out that my fascination with Medusa is merely a visual representation of my well-known case of penis envy. Or maybe that I want to remove penises and put them in my hair. Something like that.


Medusa's Head (1922), by Sigmund Freud

We have not often attempted to interpret individual mythological themes, but an interpretation suggests itself easily in the case of the horrifying decapitated head of Medusa.

To decapitate = to castrate. The terror of Medusa is thus a terror of castration that is linked to the sight of something. Numerous analyses have made us familiar with the occasion for this: it occurs when a boy, who has hitherto been unwilling to believe the threat of castration, catches sight of the female genitals, probably those of an adult, surrounded by hair, and essentially those of his mother.

The hair upon Medusa's head is frequently represented in works of art in the form of snakes, and these once again are derived form the castration complex. It is a remarkable fact that, however frightening they may be in themselves, they nevertheless serve actually as a mitigation of the horror, for they replace the penis, the absence of which is the cause of the horror. This is a confirmation of the technical rule according to which a multiplication of penis symbols signifies castration.

This sight of Medusa's head makes the spectator stiff with terror, turns him to stone. Observe that we have here once again the same origin from the castration complex and the same transformation of affect! For becoming stiff means an erection. Thus in the original situation it offers consolation to the spectator: he is still in possession of a penis, and the stiffening reassures him of the fact.

This symbol of horror is worn upon her dress by the virgin goddess Athena. And rightly so, for thus she becomes a woman who is unapproachable and repels all sexual desire-- since she displays the terrifying genitals of the Mother. Since the Greeks were in the main strongly homosexual, it was inevitable that we should find among them a representation of woman as a being who frightens and repels because she is castrated.

If Medusa's head takes the place of a representation of the female genitals, or rather if it isolates their horrifying effects from the pleasure-giving ones, it may be recalled that displaying the genitals is familiar in other connections as an apotropaic act. What arouses horror in oneself will produce that same effect upon the enemy against whom one is seeking to defend oneself. We read in Rablais of how the Devil took to flight when the woman showed her vulva.

The erect male organ also has an apotropaic effect, but thanks to another mechanism. To display the penis (or any of its surrogates) is to say: "I am not afraid of you. I defy you. I have a penis." Here, then, is another way of intimidating the Evil Spirit.

In order seriously to substantiate this interpretation it would be necessary to investigate the origin of this isolated symbol of horror in Greek mythology as well as parallels to it in other mythologies.
Freud, S. (1963) Sexuality and the Psychology of Love. NY: Collier. (pp.212-213).

["Das Medusenhaupt." First published posthumously. Int. Z. Psychoanal. Imago, 25 (1940), 105; reprinted Ges. W., 17,47. The manuscript is dated May 14, 1922, and appears to be a sketch for a more extensive work. Translation , reprinted from Int. J. Psychoanal.,22 (1941), 69; by James Strachey.]


Actually, some of this I get, and some of it is over the top to me. I can buy the Medusa being a representation of the vulva, especially since I know what the archaic images look like, and the story that the Greeks wrote about Medusa, who dared to anger Athena by schtupping Poseidon in her temple. Evil women will be punished, and all that.

But I don't agree with the castration thing. I do think the 'turning helplessly to stone' thing might have something to do with the natural fear of women that men have, and their oftentimes slavery to their penises. I'm not sure I buy the castration thing however, though surely the snakes may be phallic, I prefer to think that she wears them as a show of power.

and yes, I still want my Medusa tattoo.
jademermaid: (Medusa)

by Patricia Smith

Poseidon was easier than most.
He calls himself a god,
but he fell beneath my fingers
with more shaking than any mortal.
He wept when my robe fell from my shoulders.

I made him bend his back for me,
listened to his screams break like waves.
We defiled that temple the way it should be defiled,
screaming and bucking our way from corner to corner.
The bitch goddess probably got a real kick out of that.
I'm sure I'll be hearing from her.

She'll give me nightmares for a week or so;
that I can handle.
Or she'll turn the water in my well into blood;
I'll scream when I see it,
and that will be that.

Maybe my first child
will be born with the head of a fish.
I'm not even sure it was worth it,
Poseidon pounding away at me, a madman,
losing his immortal mind
because of the way my copper skin swells in moonlight.

Now my arms smoke and itch.
Hard scales cover my wrists like armour.
C'mon Athena, he was only another lay,
and not a particularly good one at that,
even though he can spit steam from his fingers.
Won't touch him again. Promise.
And we didn't mean to drop to our knees
in your temple,
but our bodies were so hot and misaligned.
It's not every day a gal gets to sample a god,
you know that. Why are you being so rough on me?

I feel my eyes twisting,
the lids crusting over and boiling,
the pupils glowing red with heat.
Athena, woman to woman,
could you have resisted him?

Would you have been able to wait
for the proper place, the right moment,
to jump those immortal bones?

Now my feet are tangled with hair,
my ears are gone. My back is curving
and my lips have grown numb.
My garden boy just shattered at my feet.

Dammit, Athena,
take away my father's gold.
Send me away to live with lepers.
Give me a pimple or two.

But my face. To have men never again
be able to gaze at my face,
growing stupid in anticipation
of that first touch,
how can any woman live like that?

How will I be able
to watch their warm bodies turn to rock
when their only sin was desiring me?

All they want is to see me sweat.

They only want to touch my face
and run their fingers through my . . .

my hair

is it moving?

© 1992 by Patricia Smith, from Big Towns, Big Talk, published by Zoland Books (Cambridge, MA). Used with permission. All rights reserved.


"What Do Women Want?"
by Kim Addonizio

I want a red dress.
I want it flimsy and cheap,
I want it too tight, I want to wear it
until someone tears it off me.
I want it sleeveless and backless,
this dress, so no one has to guess
what's underneath. I want to walk down
the street past Thrifty's and the hardware store
with all those keys glittering in the window,
past Mr. and Mrs. Wong selling day-old
donuts in their café, past the Guerra brothers
slinging pigs from the truck and onto the dolly,
hoisting the slick snouts over their shoulders.
I want to walk like I'm the only
woman on earth and I can have my pick.
I want that red dress bad.
I want it to confirm
your worst fears about me,
to show you how little I care about you
or anything except what
I want. When I find it, I'll pull that garment
from its hanger like I'm choosing a body
to carry me into this world, through
the birth-cries and the love-cries too,
and I'll wear it like bones, like skin,
it'll be the goddamned
dress they bury me in.
jademermaid: (Medusa)
Won't this make a spiffy icon?

The hafla got a late start, but we had a good crowd and lots of people shimmying their buns off!

[livejournal.com profile] lepidopteragirl, I hope you are feeling okay, we missed you!

We decided last minute to do some of our dances, but we were giggling and once the giggling starts I am a lost case. I think we made people laugh a little though, even though I forgot our choreography--again!

I had fun doing my medusa dance--so much so that I wonder if I can find an excuse to do it again sometime.
jademermaid: (Medusa)
This evening I finally got started on my Medusa costume that has to be ready on Saturday! I got the chiton cut out of deep green satin, and I have a plan for the headpiece, I just have to sit down sometime tomorrow and do it. I was going to dance to Medusa's Path by Prodigy, which I love, but I'm thinking of going to my bluesy tunes again. I guess I will decide closer to date.

I'm still thinking of doing a Medusa head tattoo on my chest, like the Roman emperors had on thier armor. It would hurt like a bitch though. Also, I may not have enough room between my boobies for the detail I'd like to have. I could get her on my shoulder, or in the middle of my back. Until I figure that out, no tattoo. :-)

This is the one I want, it is from a bust of Pertinax, though the Medusa didn't work for him, he was murdered three months after taking over the position of emperor. But I love the design of this one. The only thing I might change is to make her slightly more feminine, but I may not.

jademermaid: (Default)

It's on crappy paper, and I need to redraw it a couple of times before I actually put it on my body, but you get the idea. I want her eyes to be like mirrors, I think. I tried cat eyes, snake eyes and human eyes, didn't like any of them.

It would be very cool to add a pegasus flying up behind her later on. Someday when I have more money I guess.


jademermaid: (Default)

October 2011

16 171819202122
232425 26272829


RSS Atom

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Sep. 20th, 2017 03:59 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios