Visiting Andy Warhol as a Trans Woman

The late Candy Darling.

Years ago, The Ohio State University was hosting a huge exhibition of the work of artist “Andy Warhol”.

Since we knew how trans and LGBTQ friendly Warhol’s work was to the community, a small group of my transgender women friends hopped in my SUV and we headed to nearby Columbus, Ohio to check the exhibition out for ourselves.

The first thing I noticed from my friends was that they were all wearing their high heels which had a strong probability of becoming very uncomfortable if we had to walk long distances. Since I knew the campus a little bit, I knew we would, so I chose more comfortable flats for the walk. I was happy I ended up sacrificing fashion for comfort because we ended up having to park a distance away from where the exhibition was being held.

Of course, we expected no push back at all from us being there to see Warhol’s work and especially because of his connection with trans stars “Candy Darling” and “Holly Woodlawn” who was featured in “Lou Reed’s" famous song, “A Walk on the Wildside” which among other things mentioned shaving legs and he becoming a she. So, we felt no apprehension about going and mixing in with the surprisingly large number of families that were there. Of interest, here was what Warhol said about Darling: “Candy didn't want to be a perfect woman—that would be too simple, and besides it would give her away. What she wanted was to be a woman with all the little problems that a woman has to deal with—runs in her stocking, runny mascara, men that left her. She would even ask to borrow Tampaxes, explaining that she had a terrible emergency.”

For the most part, the group of girls I went with behaved themselves and blended in quite nicely with the crowd of people around us except for there is always one who tries to ruin it for the rest of us. I had the misfortune of being on an escalator immediately behind a trans woman I had barely met when all of a sudden, she grabs both sides of the escalator and spreads her legs up in the air and wide apart. I was in shock that she needed to pull off such a low class move with all the kids and families who were around. I guess she wanted to show off her recent genital realignment surgery to the world, but I let her have it. Saying I wanted no part of her exhibitionism.

Other than that, I enjoyed the exhibition immensely as I was able to learn more about Warhol than I ever would have had a chance to do on my own without the support of my transgender women friends.

All too soon, it was time for us to leave but way too early for us to go home. So, we decided to try out a well-known gay venue in Columbus that we had never been to. The place was packed, mainly with gay men, a group of lesbians, and a group of intoxicated cross dressers who I did not know it then would come back negatively to impact my visit with my friends. Since I was driving, I needed to only have a couple of beers and just in case, needed to use the women’s room before we left on the long trip home. As always, I tried to wait for the best opportunity to use “the room” until I got to the door and it said for use by “real women” only. Which I was later able to find out was because of one of the intoxicated cross dressers breaking all the sacred restroom rules in front of a lesbian when she was in there with him. I guess he did not even sit to pee and urinated all over the toilet seat before leaving without washing his hands. It was no surprise the sign was on the door as the drunk ruined the privilege of using the women’s rest room for all of us.

I was rather naïve that day and had never been around any transfeminine people in my life that could not conduct themselves properly in public. But, like any other group there are always a couple rotten apples that spoil it for the rest. I resent them because it makes it harder for the rest of us to live a so-called normal life.

The trip back home from Columbus to Dayton, Ohio was thankfully uneventful as we talked about everything, we saw at the Andy Warhol art exhibition at Ohio State. About how Warhol was so much more than just a soup can modern artist we had heard of and specifically his dealings and support of Candy Darling and other trans women such as Holly Woodlawn. In fact, there were so many exhibits of his writings and interactive learning also that it was almost too much to take in at one time.

As far as the “Flasher” went, I never saw her again as she lived in a rural area north of where I did and worked at a well-known big box store. I hope she was able to mature and put her exhibition days behind her, and I knew the restroom actions by someone or someone’s in the cross-dresser group were not representative of all CDs everywhere. But there are still repercussions when you cross the gender border into someone else’s sacred space. You must take care not to overextend your welcome.

If you ever have the chance to see and visit a Warhol exhibition, be sure to do it. Maybe you will be like me and come away with more of a respect for his work than I ever had before. He certainly represents another era of life which will probably never be seen again. In fact, there is a huge museum dedicated to the pop icon’s work to visit in Pittsburg Pennsylvania if you are close enough to visit it.

 

 

 

 

  

Wintertime in Ohio

 

Hair by JJ Hart, Beadwork by
LizTDesigns.

My wife Liz sells a fairly wide range of her artistic/crafting skills on a platform called Etsy.

Yesterday, she ran into a shipping snag with an item that she sold, and we had to venture out into a very busy scene as everyone was out before a winter storm hit. We did not have far to go to get to the shipping store and then the post office, so I did not have to do any prep work for the brief trip. In fact, I did not even have to shave closely since we had gone out to eat the night before with her son at our favorite restaurant.

The bottom line was when I finished writing yesterday’s post, and Liz abruptly said was I ready to go, I was. I was in a what you see is what you get mode. I was not a transgender woman, I was me, and I am always interested to see how that attitude plays out. Because no matter how long I have been out in a transfeminine world, I still have a little voice in the back of my head wondering will I be discovered as some sort of a gender impostor.

As it turned out, the only person I encountered closely with Liz paid no attention whatsoever. I was just another face in the crowd while she worked her way through the problem Liz had and then we were off to the post office. As I said earlier, everything was crazy busy which meant the post office was going to be also. This time I took the easy way out and stayed in the car. I was in jeans, an Ohio State sweatshirt, fleece and snow boots so I was quite comfortable in the car while I waited.

For once, the weather people were dead on, on their forecast and we got between six to eight inches of snow before the temperature plummeted to below zero (F) temperatures. We have a fairly new furnace and plenty of supplies so we should make it with no problems until the temps rise back up in the middle of the week. In true Cincinnati style, the high temperature will be near fifty degrees.

In January Liz and I have another vacation planned to go south to warmer climates, and sometime I am going to venture out to our local pharmacy to get another Covid booster. Hopefully, this shot will keep me out of the hospital which is what happened last year when I caught Covid and ended up in the hospital for three days in Georgia in the Atlanta area. It’s not until the 24^th of January but time flies when you are having fun and will be here before I know it.

In the meantime, I know the brutal winter weather is affecting large portions of the country, along with flooding in the Pacific Northwest so I hope you are surviving the best you can.

Can a Trans Girl Achieve Gender Parity

 

Image from Buddha Elemental 10
on UnSplash.

The main question I have is, have I ever achieved gender parity as I have gone this far in my male to female transition.

During my earliest days in the world as a novice transgender woman, I learned the hard way when I presented as a woman properly, I lost a portion of my intelligence immediately. Especially when I had the rare occasion to interact one on one with a man. My tow truck driver, for example, is my best one when one night when I first decided to go out on my own, my car broke down on a fairly busy road. Much to my chagrin, my problem attracted a well-meaning policeman, so I had him and the tow driver to deal with.

The first thing they did was huddle together and decide which route was the best way to get my car back to my house…without me. Who was I anyhow? Just a blond that needed help finding her way home, I guess. Then, when I was forced to ride back with my car in the cab of the truck, I found how much intelligence I had really lost. I was forced to act like I knew nothing about how his tow truck worked when in fact I did know a wheel was round and the cables on the truck were very strong. Before the short trip was over, I even found out what lunch his wife had packed him for work. I suppose I should have been happy, nothing out of the ordinary happened and he never seemed to let on he was helping a trans girl.

Through all of my early days of learning the gender parity I was experiencing, I needed to learn to keep my mouth shut around men and try to soothe their egos and the exact opposite around ciswomen. I threatened men and for the most part they ignored me, and women were curious and wanted to know what I was doing in their world. In my life as a man, I had never attracted so much female attention. While I was flattered, I tried my best to learn from all the new interactions I was having because often, all was not at it seemed with other women. When I played in their sandbox, I needed to learn all of their rules to achieve any amount of parity. Quickly I learned a smiling face did not always mean an accepting woman when passive aggression set in. I had one brutal night when I was caught just talking to a woman’s husband when she went to the rest room. When she came back, she was not happy with me and soon after the couple left the venue and I was left with claw marks down my back. Lesson learned.

The older I get, the more I think the reaction from toxic men in society is a reaction to gender parity. More than ever before, women are trying to step up and be the quality leaders we so desperately need. I can use my trans grandchild who uses the they and them pronouns as an example as they just started a job as a nuclear engineer following a graduation from The Ohio State University. They got a job as a civilian with the Navy so I hope they can be successful before the current batch of felons in Washington catches up with them. But that is a topic for another blog post.

One thing is for sure, when you jump the binary gender border from male to female, you will feel an instant change. I could no longer rely on size and bluster to get me by in the world with my male privilege. In order to be successful in the new feminine world I was in, I needed to be better as a transgender woman. I had to study and be comfortable I all the feminine areas such as restroom etiquette. Out were the days of just going to the men’s room and ignoring everyone else and in were the days of looking other women in the eye and smiling. For the most part, gender parity at that time meant being accepted in the world of women. How to start or continue a conversation beginning with an innocent compliment became important to me.

Right or wrong, any gender parity with men faded in importance with me as my lesbian friends taught me how important self-validation was without a man. I knew and my friends knew I was a valued person in their eyes, even though I had come to my womanhood from another path.

As society tries to minimize our importance as women, especially transgender women, it is time to realize the unique circumstances that brought us to the place we are today. And what we can add to our broken society in the future. So, I have achieved gender parity in my own way.

 

 

                                                                             

Quote of the Day

The latest Cyrsti's Condo "Quote of the Day" comes from the world of sports:

"Ohio State's defense is turning Michigan over like a bakery shop!"- Paul Keels comment during The Ohio State/Michigan rivalry game yesterday which Ohio State went on to win...again.
Paul Keels is the announcer for The Ohio State radio network.