Marjorie Cameron's Magical Art

How To Bring Out Your Inner Witch, According To Our Favorite Feminist Occult Artist

Marjorie Cameron was born in Belle Plaine, Iowa in 1922. At the age of 18, she joined the Navy as a cartographer, where she honed her childhood interest in drawing into a signature artistic vision, characterized by spindly lines and delicate yet sensuous forms. After the Navy, she moved to Los Angeles, where she would soon be referred to only as Cameron, and sometimes, Cameron the Witch Woman, the Scarlet Woman or Cinderella of the Wastelands.

Choosing a Date

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Have You Been a Good Girl?

Did you smile?

Did you say thank you?

Did you wait your turn?

Did you earn your share?

Did you say your prayers?

Did you keep it sacred?

Did you go on a date night?

Did you apologize?

Did you shrug and brush the hand away?

Did you drink too much?

Did you close your legs?
Did you laugh at the jokes?

Did you pardon the interruption?

Did you sit at the back?

Did you lower your voice?

Did you listen carefully?

Did you calm down?

Did you see it from his point of view?

Did you accept the explanation?

Did you agree it was love while they stepped on your hand?

Did you take the corrections?

Have you been a good girl?

Women

Women film-makers dominate Jarman award shortlist for 2016

Five of the six artists competing for the 2016 Jarman award for moving image art are women, exploring subjects as diverse as Alzheimer's disease and Arab pop culture. Sophia Al Maria, Cécile B Evans, Shona Illingworth, Rachel Maclean and Heather Phillipson have been shortlisted alongside Mikhail Karikis for the £10,000 art prize, which is named after English film-maker Derek Jarman, who died in 1994.

Spirituality is a Feminist Issue

Cultivating the Occult Power and Singular Intimacy of Female Camaraderie

MIAMI - &gallery is a small space that, if crowded, requires lots of shuffling and peering over shoulders. If it is empty, a visitor could view a show in its entirety from the entrance.

So ok then

Sometimes I lift my head up out of the world I have created to survive in and I realize that I have a child. The child is like a perfect piece of pale silk and I want to protect her from every stain and smudge. I want to fold her into the world I have created to survive in and keep her there. Except then she would fade and disintegrate in my excessive care.

Some stains and smudges wash away and some do not and they become part of her unique pattern. My job is to make sure that the stains and smudges become something beautiful to her and make her fabric stronger.

Helen Reddy - I Am Woman (with lyrics)