Women Judging Women #4 – A Selection of Images and Articles

Questions Arise

I went looking under ‘women judging women’ to see what might be out in the world.  These are some of the compelling images and articles I discovered.  

The question I have after viewing and reading these blogs is this: 

Where do you say your own judgment comes from, you or elsewhere?

What labels do you put on women’s bodies and style?

When is judgment good and proper and when is it not?

I am sure you will have more questions that come up.   Chime in with your insights and opinions, your Napkin Kin want to know.

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If the image has a caption it links to a blog article. 

 

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From April on a Weight Watchers Blog

 

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From Kim Shannon in the ‘Everyday Family’ blog

 

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From Sarah of Rainbow Reverie (she does not agree with this photo’s message)

 

From Linda Franklin of The Real Cougar Woman

 

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From Ann of the ‘Imperfect Woman’

 

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From Jessica Wakeman of The Frisky

 

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 What do you think?

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It Sucks Being a Woman Sometimes – Women Judging Women #3

 

Women being judged happens in so many ways. What do you think of this story?

 

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OOOOOOOOOklahoma where the wind comes sweepin’ down the plains…

My wife and I were walking with our adult daughter in a very stiff Oklahoma wind yesterday morning. We were in the city and the canyons of tall buildings were creating the funnel effect, making the wind whip even stronger than the 25 mph it was probably going.  She was in a nice conservative dress that laid a few inches above the knee, her hair was long and loose because she had just had it cut and colored and had to let it be down for the day so it wouldn’t kink.  As we leaned into the wind she tried to hold on to her hair, her dress, and her purse. She was barely holding her dress down, her hair was blowing everywhere and her purse wasn’t far from take off.  She was holding everything as tight as she could because this had happened in this exact same spot about a year earlier as well. In that case the wind had grabbed her dress right as she got out of the car.  Luckily Linda and I were right behind her so the resulting ballooning was obscured to anyone who might have been looking.  She also had told us that she had the same thing happen at an outdoor wedding just a week before. 

It Sucks Being a Woman Sometimes!

As we continued walking and she continued to fight the wind she gave a loud huff and in a moment of frustration simply said, “It sucks being a woman sometimes!”  She was referring to the present circumstances of course, but I also got the feeling she was expanding that statement out to other areas of being female as well.

Does it?

What about you? Do you have areas of suckiness as a woman? Have you been able to modify your life so that suckiness is reduced or has disappeared?  Or maybe you don’t think it sucks?

Tell the Napkin Kin community about your experiences and opinions.

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Drawing and story by Marty Coleman, Inspired by Caitlin Reynolds

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Expectations and Frustrations – Women Judging Women #2

 

 

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When do Expectations Arrive?

When and how do we decide what we expect of ourselves?  Our fitness, our looks, our money, our kindness, our giving, our status;  you name it and we have expectations about it.  But many of these expectations aren’t even verbalized or consciously defined.  We often see expectations in hindsight better than in foresight.

I remember when I got divorced in 2000.  It wasn’t until then that a great unspoken expectation for my life was shattered. I had never verbalized it or even consciously visualized it. But when it no longer had a chance of happening in the future, then I could see it clear as day.  It was an image of me sitting on the porch of the family cabin, my ex-wife’s family cabin, on our 50th wedding anniversary with grandchildren playing all around me.  It was sort of like I had put it on my to-do list after it was no longer possible to achieve.  That was a point of frustration for me until I remarried and created new visions for my future.

Less Control

I have a good friend whose expectations of relationships and marriage have not gone according to expectations. She has said to herself in hindsight,  “I expected to be married by about age 25.”  but she wasn’t.  On and off it’s been a focus of frustration for her.  

What can she do?  She can modify or get rid of the expectations.  To be flexible and adaptable enough to deal with what really IS instead of what she would like the IS to be, is her best path to peace if you ask me.  It’s not that there is nothing that can be done, but doing everything in her power is still not going to be enough to guarantee the outcome she wants.  And that is what she has done and why she is a successful and happy woman. She isn’t without frustrations but she knows how to move past them and find the beauty and value in new visions of life.

More Control

I wanted to lose weight for quite a while. My running had got me in pretty good shape, but my nutrition and food intake was not good and as a result I weighed north of 200.  I wanted to lose the weight but wanting to didn’t help me lose it.

What can I do?  I can act on the expectation.  I have some major control available to me.  Not complete control mind you, but a fair amount.   When I actually focused on my expectations, I started focusing on was acceptable for me to eat.  I stuck with it and I lost weight.  24 pounds and counting after 5 months.  I took action to reach my expectations.

What are you doing to reach, modify or get rid of your expectations?

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Drawing and commentary by Marty Coleman

Quote by Antonia Banderas, 1960 – not dead yet, Spanish Actor

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Women Judging Women #1

 

This quote is problematic.  I don’t think it’s true and I do think it’s true. Read my friend’s story below  then let us know what you think.

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I Am Good

I have a friend who has worked REALLY hard to get in shape over the years. She has lost a fair amount of weight, is running and doing cross training and is eating better than she used to.  Her body reflects that.  She has every reason to be proud of her efforts and her results, and she is. She not only is fit herself but she works hard to encourage others to be fit and healthy as well.  I would say she is a good person.

I Am Bad

Recently she told myself and another friend that she had gone to a public pool.  She said it was the best she had felt in many, many years.  She said it was an incredible feeling.  Then she said this:

“I am a terrible person”

Needless to say we were a bit confused. “What do you mean, you are a terrible person?” we asked. 

She said, “I am a terrible person because I kept looking at all the other women at the pool and was so happy I looked better than they did. I judged them.”  She judged their lack of taste and self-awareness in their choice of bathing suit.  She judged their shape.  She judged their lack of fitness.  All the while she was gaining more and more pride in herself. Her bathing suit was a great choice because it showed off her body so well.  Her fitness level was obvious.  Her tan and hair were awesome.  In other words, she was better than they were.  And she felt that judgment made her a terrible person.

We bantered back and forth about about this, part of me trying to make her feel better about herself, persuading her that she wasn’t a terrible person.  And she isn’t.  

What Sort of Judgment?

But her day at the pool illustrates something we all can do so easily, and that is to render terrible judgments.  She was immediately aware of herself doing this, even while at the pool and explained why this is so.  She said it’s a terrible judgment because it is both ignorant and driven by ego insecurity.

First, she said it is ignorant; she does NOT know these other women. She doesn’t know if the women with the too revealing bikini that is also too tight is broke and is wearing the only hand me down bathing suit she has had in the past five years.  She doesn’t know if the woman who is too skinny perhaps has a glandular or hormonal problem. She doesn’t know if the woman with the fake breasts had breast cancer or had been teased all her life for being a double A cup.  

Second, she said it is driven by ego insecurity. She felt good about her body one minute and then started speaking in her head something along the lines of,  ‘What if that woman over there thinks I am too thin?’  ‘What if that other woman thinks I am slutty for having on this small of a bikini?’  To defend against that imagined judgment she preemptively judges them. ” Who are they to judge me?” or “I have better abs than she does”, or “Look at what a terrible example she is to her child being overweight like that” and other self-righteous internal mind retorts.

Re-imagining

What she said she realized during the time at the pool and after, as she looked inward and didn’t like her judging others, was that she can just enjoy her own positive judgment of herself and her efforts while saying no to cutting down others.  SHE likes her body. SHE feels good about how her bathing suit looks on her.  SHE is proud of the work she as done.  That is a done deal, no need to judge others to get there for herself.

She can also imagine the lives of these other women in new ways. She can have creative empathy with them. She might not ever get to know them, but that doesn’t matter. If she can imagine they are lazy, then she can also imagine they are hard working.  If she can imagine they are slutty, then she can also imagine they are recovering.  If she can imagine they are trying too hard, then she can imagine they are doing their best.  

Your Thoughts?

What I loved about the story she told was her openness about her day and the self-awareness about her thought process.  She was doing the hard mental and emotional work of transforming her thoughts and her heart in equal measure to her hard work of transforming her body.  

And that makes her a very good person in my book.  Thanks A for letting me tell your story.

What are your thoughts about the quote and the story? Have you had personal experiences with this? Can you relate?  Chime in in the comments!

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Drawing and commentary by Marty Coleman

Quote by Helen Rowland, 1875-1950, American Humorist and Journalist

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Did you read my recent Travel series? I went to St. John in the Virgin Islands, had some amazing adventures, and drew and photographed most everything.  Check it out. An Island Cottage Adventure

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Photographic Sunday -Recent Portraits

Here is a selection of personal portraits of family members from the past year.

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My daughter Chelsea

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My daughter Caitlin

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My niece, Jenna

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My sister Jackie and niece Jenna

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My daughter Caitlin

Here are some commissioned portraits of friends.

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Kathi Morrison and family at Philbrook Museum of Art

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Susan Anzalone, Malibu Pier, California

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Courtney Johnson, Tulsa Oklahoma

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News Anchor Michelle Linn, Philbrook Museum of Art

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News Anchor Marla Carter, Coffee House on Cherry Street, Tulsa, OK.

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Performers at the Renaissance Faire, Muskogee, OK.


© 2021 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com


Scenes From a Vacation – part 2

Continuing with some napkins and iPhone photos from my working vacation in the Caribbean. I have had limited access to the Internet and very little time, sorry for the delay! Full stories will be coming when I return home, but in the meanwhile here are some images from day two. We are in Charlotte Amalie, St. Thomas, USVI at this point.

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Breakfast view, day two

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A bronze sculpture of a female pirate, Anne Bonny. We figure she is exposing her breast so her adversaries would know she is a woman. Or at least so the tourists 300 years later would.

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This was a tough decision, which way to sit!

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How can you go wrong with Mr. Wonderful Taxi?

Photographic Sunday – Museum Compositions

In 2011 I did a Sunday series on my photography (you can see them in the drop down series menu on the right under ‘Photographic Sunday’). I have created a lot of new images since then so I thought I would do a few more editions of ‘Photographic Sunday’ for you.

Museum Compositions

I LOVE to go to museums. In the past year I have gone to:

  • Metropolitan Museum of Art (New York, New York)
  • San Francisco Museum of Modern Art (San Francisco, California)
  • Getty Art Center (Los Angeles, California)
  • San Diego Museum of Art (San Diego, California)
  • Dallas Arboretum (Dallas, Texas) (Chihuly outdoor exhibition)
  • William J. Clinton Presidential Library and Museum (Little Rock, Arkansas)
  • Harry S. Truman Presidential Library and Museum (Independence, Missouri)
  • Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art (Bentonville, Arkansas)
  • 21c Museum (Bentonville, Arkansas)
  • Philbrook Museum of Art (Tulsa, Oklahoma)
  • Perot Museum of Nature and Science (Dallas, Texas)

Six of those visits came when I planned in an entire extra day on a trip I was on just to see the Museum, that’s how important it is to me. One of the reasons I love museums is because of the incredibly diverse interior and exterior spaces that I find. Add to that the range of people and their juxtaposition with the art and each other and it is always ripe for what I think are pretty compelling compositions.  Let me know what you think.

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Museum Composition with Two Women

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Museum Composition Inside Out

Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art

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Museum Composition with Race 1

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Museum Composition with Race 2

Harry S. Truman Presidential Library and Museum

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Museum Composition with Humans and Dinosaur Tail

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Museum Composition With Orange and Depth

Perot Museum of Nature and Science

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Museum Composition with Bridge and Guard

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Museum Composition with Pants

William J. Clinton Presidential Library and Museum

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Museum Composition with Wood Nymph

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Museum Composition with Fear

Dallas Arboretum

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Museum Composition With Three Faces

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Museum Composition with Time Machine

Metropolitan Museum of Art

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Museum Composition with Bodies 1

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Museum Composition with Bodies 2

San Diego Museum of Art

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Museum Composition with Movie Star

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Museum Composition with Bench

Philbrook Museum of Art

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Museum Composition with Mask and Map

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Museum Composition with Daydream

Getty Art Center

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Here are more ‘Museum Compositions’ posts

Museum Compositions – June 2013

Museum as Muse – Dallas Museum of Art – July 2013

Bouquets in Dallas – Dallas Museum of Art – November 2014

Anonymous Eyes – Dallas Museum of Art – November 2014

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© 2021 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com

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Dancing Naked – Shhh…It’s a Secret! #2

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Secret Stories

My napkin of yesterday, where I illustrated and talked about my having not had a drink in 20 years and the resulting secrets, led to, ironically enough, people telling me their secrets.  I am always honored when friends (or strangers) tell me stories of their lives that they are not accustom to telling.  I like knowing they trusted me, and honestly, it’s energizing to hear secret stories, don’t you think?

Push/Pull

The funny thing about secrets is that oft times you are torn about them. You want to keep it secret, you are DESPERATE to keep it secret because, well, what would people think if they knew.  At the same time you yearn to let the secret out.  You would feel so liberated if you could just let it be known that you love to dance naked in the backyard when no one is around.  And then, after the liberated freeing feeling, you would revert and be mortified that you let it out.  It’s how we are with our secrets, isn’t it.

The Consistent Continuum

Perhaps the best we can do is do our best to have the public us and the private us be the same. I don’t mean the same level of exposure, it’s fine to have private elements to your life, whether it’s backyard naked dancing or something else. But I mean who you present yourself to be, at whatever level, should be on an honest and consistent continuum of self.  For example, if you are an anti-gay crusader who spends time in men’s bathrooms soliciting gay sex, you are not on an honest and consistent continuum of self.  

In other words, are you being an actor playing a part, or are you, most of the time, being a real person being you?

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Drawing and commentary by Marty Coleman

Quote by Nishan Panwar

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Here is a picture of one of the people who confided in me yesterday.  This is posted here with their approval.

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No one wants to know what you are doing until you are doing something you don’t want anyone to know about

The Secret Circus – Shhh…It’s a Secret #1

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The Last Drink With The Monkey

Twenty years ago today (5/29/93) I had my last drink of alcohol.  I stopped but much damage had been done.  As a matter of fact, my divorce 7 years after I quit can, in no small part, be attributed to my excesses while I was drinking.  I had gotten the monkey off my back, but the circus he was part of did not depart. It lingered and reared it’s ugly head years later.  This was not simply due to my past sins being exposed (which they were).  It was also due to my having gotten used to living with a monkey on my back. Having gotten used to hiding that monkey, and the circus he was part of, from others.  Even after the monkey was off my back, I still acted as if I had something to hide.  I still liked getting away with things.  That really was the flaw that led to my divorce if you ask me.

The Secret Circus

It took me many years to unravel that that was what was happening.  It’s not something that is permanently unraveled because new situations and events arise that can bring the circus back out at any time.  But they are minimal now because I see the tangles starting to wrap around earlier and take steps to avoid them.  But most of all I expose them to myself and to my wife.  The progress in confronting, and then avoiding, these tangles is one of the main reasons that my second marriage is becoming better instead of foundering.  My wife and I both trust that we can point to a tangle and say ‘I am dealing with this, will you help me?’ and we will be helped.  

Circuses and the monkeys that inhabit them have far less power when they are exposed.

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Drawing and commentary by Marty Coleman

Quote by George Carlin

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