A boisterous team of 20 fierce, male and female identifying feminists marched four Cunt Quilts during the 3rd annual Women’s March in downtown Los Angeles to City Hall on Saturday, January 19, 2019. After a scribbling slogans on the protest flags on the stirring streets, the crew including members of the international feminist organization Tomorrow Girl’s Troop marched with thousands of peaceful protesters headed to a rally lead by activists across genders and backgrounds. Despite a problematic position expressed by Women’s March leaders in NYC, the Los Angeles march was lead by a separate grass roots movement of feminists who have been on the ground making important moves in government, media and in our communities. Our group waved our spirits high- denouncing the fractured news- and marched in solidarity with feminists from all faiths.
An increasing number of children have joined their parents in supporting a feminist future for their generation and others to come, since the marches continue to be a non-violent sanctuary for the public to perform their citizenship.
One of the most disturbing experiences I’ve had during a protest was when a childhood friend showed up to carry the quilt with a black eye. I learned that a rape kit takes over 3 months to produce results. Apparently the only way to initiate justice for a sexual assault case is to have a surveillance camera active in your apartment when you go out for the night. After hearing her sordid story of sexual assault and battery, I was moved to tears by her bravery in not only sharing her trauma- but transgressing her victimhood by boldly bearing her wounds to a monstrous crowd. Her image is burned in my mind, and propels me forward when my exhaustion from the project sets in. I am eager to hear of her perpetrator’s conviction as the wheels of justice turn at a square’s pace. The most painful detail of her account was that she was drugged and assaulted by a comedian who used his platform for sexual violence; rather than providing the much-needed humorous relief in such virulent times.
Overcoming the lag of slowed activism after a lack of support from DC networks, the originally planned Stitch n Bitch and march adapted to a more committed group on the West coast. I was inspired by the grass roots women who collaborated to make both events happen with such short notice. Another hurdle I jumped was transcending the government shut-down odds of negotiating post office bureaucracy. Half the quilts I shipped (prior to shut down) arrived in time for the march after being held hostage for over a month and a half. Boxes marked “Refused” arrived at my tropical studio as though they had been probed and tampered.
Most of all the march was an inspiration to start 2019 off with a renewed sense of urgency and motivation to continue solidarity building in various forms. This year’s Women’s March, as well as national elections swinging left- were testaments to a growing momentum to overcome the supremacist odds upon which our nation is built: one link at a time.