So, remember a couple days ago when I said I was going to grow out my hair? It was already getting a bit longer, ok it was only 1/2 an inch, but still, long for me. Why not continue to let it grow? Why not go back to when I had longer hair?
This whole hair thing is an every-changing, ongoing process. I keep trying to figure out what it means. Why did I shave my head in the first place. I am pretty impulsive after all. I wanted to make a statement about body image, my frustration with the media and my perception of labels and stereotypes. When I make a statement, I really make a statement. I felt the best way to do that was, as my painting professor used to say, GO BIG OR GO HOME!! Funny how that carries over into my other art concepts. I would use that as my motto, but people may get the wrong idea 😀
Anyway, Over the last year, as I have said in previous posts, I often consider how my appearance shapes my life. I struggle with ideas of what it means to be free from society’s expectations vs. following the norm and being one of the sheep. I think about my interior thoughts and feelings vs the exterior, public persona. It’s definitely a struggle. I know there is no right answer. I just know I have to keep on working, sketching ideas, thinking about possibilities, questioning everything and do what I feel I have to do in the moment.
So this is my moment from yesterday… I had my head buzzed shorter than ever before (with a #1 blade). Take from it what you will. At least It’s cool on hot LA days.
(Thank you to my good friend Osceola Refetoff for the photos!!)
Your beautiful. The good length for your hairs is the one you enjoy the most ! ^_^
Awwww thank you :))