Exquisite Corpse 7 - The manly attire eventually transfigured her sense of power.

I don’t exactly remember when I started wearing pants more than dresses. When I started school way back in the 1960s, little girls usually wore dresses, even the ones with the built in crinolines, but I’m guessing somewhere around 7th grade I got my first jeans and never looked back. They rode low and had the classic bell bottom flair that made me feel almost like I fit in. Only for fleeting moments, but it was better than most of my childhood up to that point so I went with it.

I can’t say that I ever felt more powerful when I wore pants, possibly because I have never felt powerful, but I can imagine some women did have that sense, especially women of my mother’s and grandmothers’ ages.

This collage features some moments from old paintings, vintage wallpapers, print made elements, an old yearbook, modern ephemera, colored pencil, paint pens, and assorted memories.