If this were a video, it would start with this image, which captures better than a black frame what feels like to be silenced, to be erased from a conversation. A black frame presumes total erasure. This image shows us how traces remain despite erasure. This image shows us that the conversation continues with and without us.

This video is no longer available.

What you see is a screenshoot of the online remains of sa.lacio.usly LearningToSayNo, which was a forced by the vagaries of video web hosting sites reframing of my video, LearningToSayNo. which I decided to reframe as my work.

This image neatly sums up some of the contradictions I feel caught in as a self-indentified "sex positive feminist." I think sex is important and interesting. I do not think male sexuality is the beast to be tamed. I love bawdry and some pornography. Yet I think sexism plays a role in how our sexual selves are constructed and that we should look carefully at what we are consuming. Objectification is not all bad, but it is not all good either. As much as I love a parade, I am tired of the endless march of tits and ass.

I want to do work about sexuality that is complex, nuanced. I want to do pieces about bad sex as well as pieces about good sex. But there are few veunues for my work. Because it is about sex, it must porn. Because it is porn, it must be fun. LearningToSayNo is not fun. There are places for my work, but not many, and they primarily are places I carve out.

Maybe we haven't come a long way, baby.

This image is about women artists- writers, playwrights, painters, poets, composers, sculptors. Women who held their own with men despite unfair conditions; women whose names and work were erased from history.

Women whom we find traces of.