Alison Lapper, British disabled artist who is probably most famous for having a nude marble sculpture of her when pregnant placed on a plinth in Trafalgar Square. (The statue was made by a non-disabled sculptor… I think it’s kind of ironic that it took that, rather than her own work, to make her famous.) This is a triptych of nude self-portraits.
THUNDERTHIGHS
Now that we’ve demonstrated that I am wildly liberal and politically angry, back to our regularly scheduled artwork. Thank you for bearing the brunt of my art block.
This is an amalgamation of two things: my need to see body diversity in art, and my recently discovered love for poster making. I never understood why ‘thunder thighs’ was an insult. It sounds powerful to me. Reminiscent of an almighty, unstoppable ruckus in the clouds, a veritable fucking rock show of giants, Bikini Kill on amps the size of mountains.
Thunder thighs, huh? I can dig it.
I love this! Thunder thighs really is the weirdest approximation of an insult/self-depreciation even though I kind of mindlessly accepted that it was supposed to be one when I was younger. It sounds badass!
Charley size 26 UK
Loving my body more than I ever have before.
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I’ve got nothing to hide. I choose love.
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I <3 adipositivity!
I adore this picture! I like the different sizes, proportions, hair, skin tones, and the unified posture and heart shapes in the chairs. <3 for everyone!
I think I might have reblogged this before but hell, I love it.