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3:38am October 10, 2010
[The background is a tiled image of my hands doing various complicated movements, in black and white. On the upper left of the image, there are a lot of balls (black and white striped, black, grey, and white) spraypainted all over that section of the image. Underneath the balls is an area of color negative of the hand images. And the balls and the negatives end up framing an old-fashioned illustration showing three people staring at a lizard trapped in a jar.] That’s a picture I made using a fun and weird program called Beautiful Dorena, which is geared more towards being weird and interesting than giving the usual features of an image editing program. (It even has its own false backstory.) It’s meant to be about being like a bug under glass because of people being overly fascinated by the way my body moves, making me into some kind of annoying spectacle. I put myself out there so people can get used to people like me (and to avoid being so ashamed as to never be in public), not so they can make me into a freak show or try to dissect the “hidden meaning” of me or my life. But with one, often comes the other, unfortunately.

[The background is a tiled image of my hands doing various complicated movements, in black and white. On the upper left of the image, there are a lot of balls (black and white striped, black, grey, and white) spraypainted all over that section of the image. Underneath the balls is an area of color negative of the hand images. And the balls and the negatives end up framing an old-fashioned illustration showing three people staring at a lizard trapped in a jar.]

That’s a picture I made using a fun and weird program called Beautiful Dorena, which is geared more towards being weird and interesting than giving the usual features of an image editing program. (It even has its own false backstory.)

It’s meant to be about being like a bug under glass because of people being overly fascinated by the way my body moves, making me into some kind of annoying spectacle. I put myself out there so people can get used to people like me (and to avoid being so ashamed as to never be in public), not so they can make me into a freak show or try to dissect the “hidden meaning” of me or my life. But with one, often comes the other, unfortunately.