Artist: Das Naiz
A painter, sculptor, designer and choreographer; Oskar Schlemmer combined his work in both sculpture and theater to create an eccentric ballet in 1922 “Das Triadisches Ballett” (The Triadic Ballet). Limited choreography, bulky geometric and sculptural costumes. Deliberated mechanical and mathematical dance movements with a background with emphasised perspective and clean lines. All strangely mesmerizing.
The international woman no longer plays the rules of the old patriarchal society. This rejection has left a worldwide state of confusion. Who Am I? Many women ask themselves. To understand her, men have to ask themselves this question too: Who Am I as a Man?
Be strong everyone says. We want strong women. We want to empower girls and women. The future is female, they say! She is encouraged to be well educated. Good looking. Clever. Smart. Sweet. Articulated. Witty. Career-person. Sexy. Ambitious. Independent.
In some societies the woman is seen as a pedigree, albeit an important one, as if she looks like a million dollars, her husband will be a sought-after and respectable business man - ‘Look at his wife, he is doing well. We want what he has’. In her shine, he, the husband rises, but in his shadow, she, the wife is reduced to a materialist breeder.
Others are born as a low cast. Doomed a future with no future in it. Here progress or advancement are only meant for the nobleness, the privileged. Maybe if she is lucky, she can use her looks and body as a mean to climb the social status ladder. Or perhaps she finds herself trapped inside single-motherhood on welfare benefits, stigmatised by the system. She could also be a full-time working mother, judged by her lack of time and energy, yet she still gets up at 5am to bake spelt bread to impress her contemporaries. And by the way, 'how is the career going', she is asked, in-between the Hatha and Bikram yoga classes.
Perhaps she sees herself as a liberated and independent woman, who confidently explores her own sexuality and sensuality. Only to be called out as a femme fatale, locked inside the narrow-minded Madonna and Whore syndrome. Puritans, moralists and other condemning voices shouts at her: "Take her down. She asked for it”. Modern life has given her independency, but paradoxically its anxieties also dispel her. Sees her as being intimidating. An unfit.
What does the modern woman do? Does she follow rules of the old heavy ideas or rebel against and become an outcast? Some are even rejected by their own family. Blood being thicker than water no longer counts as valid, not even within the most conservative blood-linage societies.
Does she dare to seek her own happiness or is happiness gender-specific?
The international woman is all of that, yet none of it and then again so much more. She is in the process of defining herself and thereby the future.
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People sit in their separate identity silos and SHOUT at each other: My culture is BETTER THAN YOURS. My colour is BETTER THAN YOURS....
At the moment I think people in the safe world are in a mass-denial.
This self-denial voice either plasters our lives with extreme positivism as "I love my life, I'm so blessed, I'm so happy" or extreme anger expressed in various forms. The most outstanding one is the once oppressed, or the "I feel oppressed as that is what the media wants me to believe that I am - therefore I am" - The result is that the oppressed is now the oppressor! (No human progress made here, no history learnt)
Especially when dealing with colour-centrism or regional-centrism or whatever centrism it is, that is promoted. These people think and feel that they are sending a loving message, a healing one, but in fact what they preach is a very unhealthy message, through a violent language that reflects their own individual pain, which they want the world to feel and recognise and act upon as their agony aunt, but this selfie language does not do anything for the greater good - for humanity as a whole.
It does not speak a universal tongue. It does not connect people. It only gives likes within their own in-groups, hence no peace building is being made. On the contrary they push people into categories of colour, of regional identity. They are dividing people, in a time, where it is more urgent than ever to drop the selfie language and speak a universal tongue.
These voices, I don't understand. They are expressed by people with very good degrees, intelligent people, high achievers, and yet they are still so very narrow-minded and self-serving.
Ethnocentrism is judging another culture solely by the values and standards of one's own culture. Ethnocentric individuals judge other groups relative to their own ethnic group or culture, especially with concern for language, behavior, customs, and religion. These ethnic distinctions and subdivisions serve to define each ethnicity's unique cultural identity. Ethnocentrism may be overt or subtle, and while it is considered a natural proclivity of human psychology, it has developed a generally negative connotation.
According to the American Medical Association, narcissistic personality disorder is defined as “a condition in which a person is excessively preoccupied with personal adequacy, power, prestige and vanity, and mentally unable to see the destructive damage they are causing to themselves and others."