As a young boy I grew up in a beauty salon surrounded by strong, loud southern women. While growing up in my small Tennessee town I was consistently bullied, specifically bullied for being “too girly” or for being a “sissy” as the rough neck boys from my neighborhood used to call me. However, I never once felt shame or remorse in being feminine; I never understood what was so wrong with being in touch with that side of me. I am not ashamed of my femininity. Nor should anyone be. Even as an adult, queer male, I feel pressure to be masculine. In life, and in art, I seek to question that. As it stands now, femininity is exploited and masculinity is exalted. This is what I seek to examine in my work as a creative artist.

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