Orbital Orientation

I let the art describe the description.

Earth people are all the same

Growing up with abusive parents , who found nothing right about my art, that it was always demonic and evil, because of the use of symbols and exotic extraterrestrial characters. When i left , I thought society was better outside the premises of the home i lived in, outside the town, and outside the country.... but nope the grass is not greener on other other side, every day I have to face this bullshit. As if people enjoy and get pleasure of making me upset.... in the past I used to shed a lot of tears... now I use the word fuck a lot just to try and get rid of the pain and suffering, to deal with it and to defend myself...  yes deep down inside I am depressed and hurting.... but my face is dry, the tear ducts are empty and only gush when things get too much.

being born intersexed and having to live through life is challenging on its own, but all the other crap I have to deal with as well including the misinterpretation of my artwork and then the rejection from ignorance.

Intimate Contact

Intimate Contact.

Decided that it is complete, though I could have worked more on it, but left it encase I over work it and ruin it (like I have done with some of my work in the past).  Basically it contains the symbols of contact with extraterrestrials, as well as the basics of matter and energy, that they can't exist without each other. Then a beautiful space scape in the viewport of the space craft behind these intimate sensual beings, illustrating the vastness of space and how regular inhabitable planets are. Then looking at these beautiful beings, the left is an Asari which exists in the Mass Effect universe, the middle figure is a hermaphrodite space elf, that exists in my universe, and the right is a hybrid of the two ideas.
Done with Manga Studio, Photoshop on PC and Mac and Paint Shop Pro on PC (for glow ethereal effects… hoping one day I figure out how to do it in Photoshop).

People.

People.
I don’t know what it is I would never understand people.
They don’t know it is people would never understand me.
Forever the alien, the unspeakable, the freak.
The hermaphrodite, the abnormality, the disorder, the etc.

Rejection, banning, discrimination and taunting, 
In synch with the pains of my monthly periods
The hypocrisy, the jealousy the lack of love and intimacy.
Makes no sense, and increases the insanity.

Violence, war, hate, anger, distress, trauma anxiety
This all what I experience in contact with Earth People.

Oh yeah, I have every right to say
“I don’t want your fucking wars, Fuck the Wars”
As war is worse than “dirty” word…
To ban me for the F word , shows you support war,
I was protesting in disgust against,  

War is something to be banned, deleted and removed…
Not me…

Oriental Extraterrestrial

Oriental Extraterrestrial, oil painting version with silver and gold acrylic paint for their jewellery and the highlights and planet effects.
This may be displayed in the Oriental Museum in Durham in 2015,unless if I am successful with a better art piece.

Disorders of Sex Development

When will the predudism end ?

I am sick and tired of them throwing lables

Classification and diagnosis terms about what I am,

Never consulting me or others like me.

In the past I had frowned on being called Hermaphrodite,

I did not mind being called Intersexed,

Now I see nothing wrong of being called a Herm

I just began take pride of being different.

Since being called a disorder makes me die inside,

The bellowing depressive drone  of

“Disorders of Sex Development”

The shit scientific equivalent being born with sin.

The reason why I trashed religion.

The term reflects the trauma, pain and suffering

Parents believing that the devil is the cause of it.

They felt the need to correct with forced surgery.

Ruining my life with their gender bigotry.

Post traumatic Stress Disorder, Is a disorder I suffer from,

From idiots who see me as an abnormality.

Science should not follow the mistakes of Religion

Especially when decisions are made

I have no voice in their retarded opinion.

I am seen as the subject of indiscretion

In the face of intolerant inquisition.

Awaiting

After punching some data into the computer, she awaits to be picked up by the craft to the next planet in her search and research. Done in Manga Studio and Photoshop on Mac(s)