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Stevie Brown
- Menifee, CA
- Last Record: 2013-06-17 22:38:14 -0500
- Joined: Jan 13, 2011
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"I see you have fine taste," the Wolf said, eyeing my basket of flowers, |
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A young girl, her body still tender from childhood, yet her on her chest are the soft swells of her small, growing breasts, her hips starting to widen, her body curving, all roundness and softness, and hair sprouting abover her sex and under her arms. Her red cloak, the color of blood, symbolizes menstruation, and upon putting it on she embraces womanhood, accepts the blood smeared on her inner thighs as part of her life from now on.
As she sets off down the road to her grandmother's house she also sets off into the road of life. She was given instructions to stay on the path that leads specifically to her grandmother's house, made and followed by generations before. These aren't just instructions, these are conventions, one that she must follow to be a functional and productive part of society. As a woman she must follow the approved decorum of a woman, she must never stray from the path, deviate from what she is supposed to be.
But on the way she meets the wolf and its feral nature is alluring and exotic. But it isn't the danger she must stay away from. It is a danger, or a danger like her elders and her society says. But it is her sexuality and in engaging in a conversation with it, she starts to embrace it. She gradually becomes a sexual creature, as strong and independent, and certainly as uncontrallable, as the wolf.
The woodsman, her saviour from the big, bad wolf, is the patriarchal society that Red lives in. He is the convention, the lawmaker, the big man in charge of what things should be. By saving Red, he prevents her from embracing her sexuality and he convinces her that the wolf is bad for her, that being sexual creature isn't something she should be. The wolf dies an undignified death, all guts and offal exposed and it's blood spilt on the ground.
But that's in the old tale. REd knows she cannot always follow convention, that she doesn't need any saving and the wolf doesn't really pose as a danger. But the wolf will try to consume her, as it is in its nature. So Red will take matters into its own hands and tame it, be the master of her own sexuality.
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I love all the little red riding hood reimaginations here on hitrecord and I just wanted to play upon it with something my university English professor (who was very brilliant) discussed in class. We were reading "The Politically Correct Little Red Riding Hood" ( i may have the title wrong but these were very amusing and makes you really think about what the old tale missed and got wrong) and he got into this really long discussion about feminism and the symbols in the story, which really got me interested in feminism in the first place.
Our new "Little Red Riding Hood" paper cutout book is almost ready to be published! I would like to include a section in the book that explicitly speaks to the feminsit thoughts and themes revolving around this fairy tale.
WRITERS: Write a brief statement (1-2 sentences, or a short paragraph) regarding the feminist themes found in LRRH. This statement can refer to either the original Brothers Grimm story or my adapted screnplay. JulesKD and hopiamanipopcorn both have RECords resourced below that are excellent examples of what I'm looking for.
You can focus your writing on how LRRH relates to the following:
* Being a girl
* Feminism
* Female sexuality
* Straying from "the path"
* Male-dominated society
VISUAL ARTISTS: Find a piece of writing regarding LRRH and visually interpret it with an illustration, a photo, or a combination of images.
I'm really stoked to see this book come together! We'll be sending it off to Iceland very soon to be published.
Thanks again!
<3
J
Our new "Little Red Riding Hood" paper cutout book is almost ready to be published! I would like to include a section in the book that explicitly speaks to the feminsit thoughts and themes revolving around this fairy tale.
WRITERS: Write a brief statement (1-2 sentences, or a short paragraph) regarding the feminist themes found in LRRH. This statement can refer to either the original Brothers Grimm story or my adapted screnplay. JulesKD and hopiamanipopcorn both have RECords resourced below that are excellent examples of what I'm looking for.
You can focus your writing on how LRRH relates to the following:
* Being a girl
* Feminism
* Female sexuality
* Straying from "the path"
* Male-dominated society
VISUAL ARTISTS: Find a piece of writing regarding LRRH and visually interpret it with an illustration, a photo, or a combination of images.
I'm really stoked to see this book come together! We'll be sending it off to Iceland very soon to be published.
Thanks again!
<3
J
So I had this idea for combining "turn over the leaves 2" by Kimshuttle & "Skip and the turtle" by MadisenMusic. I loved the thought of the man reading a children's story. It could be his own child's story, or perhaps he just needed the kind of cheering up that only kid's books can do. Anyway, I'm not the best illustrator in the world, so I doodled some stick figures instead, as I wanted to put this together with a few images to show what it might look like & I thought I'd upload it to the site in case anyone would like to take the idea further.
I imagine:
Anyway, I'm not in a position to spend much time making this right now, but I'm really keen to see it in a finished state & I thought someone here might like the idea & might play around with the two RECords together.
A story from the wonderful and astounding mind of my five year old sister, Aoife. As told by her.
the universe isn't made of atoms
it's made of tiny ponies
Song I had knocking about in my head for a while. Just recorded. ABout hmmm. today ;-)
Ok, this version is copyright violation free. I hope everybody understands that I did not remix with an image that is a violation on purpose and as soon as it was brought to my attention I began to address it. I really love annejumps illustration of Red that I used in my previous remix, but I went a different way for this so that the wolf and Red went together. I couldnt find a wolf to go with Anne's Red.
give me all the flickering lights!
tiny specs of fluttering rays
and city glitters shimmering
but only from far away.
i want them all it's an addiction
i want the christmas lights buried in snow
and the blips in science fiction
films from years ago.
give me all the night sky's twinkling sprinkles
and the red pulsing eyes
on tvs that standby
fading, flirting in and out
like a game of cat and mouse.
bits of foil in the distance
blowing kisses from the sun to me and
showing no resistance to the photons
that consistently pass notes on
from one lover to the other
like cupids tiny brothers.
give me all the flickering lights.
light every candle and wave every phone
glinting and bleeping and
imprintining glowing circuses
that linger while I'm sleeping.
an orchestra of weeping light
swan singing like star crossed choirs
who play themselves to me
all night.
Hi everyone! With this illustration, I was hoping that the camera can start at the bottom image and tilt up as the narration continued:
"The young daughter smiled at her mother's request...
She'd loved walking through the wood to her grandmother's house and always found the most beautiful flowers to pick along the way."
I imagined her thinking of how she would walk through the forest when she was younger, hence the slight age difference in the illustration. Thanks for viewing and I hope you like it!
sorry, really crappy rec but just wanted to get it out.
I take a ride in the rain tonight,
take a breath and I hold her memory tight
let another day go by without her by my side and i'll feel fine
if i get me cherry coke, 20 packs of tic tacs green and orange
listening to every single cd that i own
tonight i'm driving all night long i hope it last forever
it's all i ever wanna do, to do
tonight i'm gonna take a trip around the world to nowhere
I hope somehow i find the moon
i hope somehow i find the moon
there's no one else on the road but me
i don't know why but somehow i feel so free
i never know the reasons why i do the things i do, the things i do
i stop and think of you and i, try my hardest no to start to cry
everything around me here says so much of you
tonight i'm driving all night long i hope it last forever
it's all i ever wanna do, to do
tonight i'm gonna take a trip around the world to nowhere
I hope somehow i find the moon
i hope somehow i find the moon