Category: LGBTQ+

  • The Story of Joan Eardley: Art, Love, and Legacy

    The Story of Joan Eardley: Art, Love, and Legacy


    Josie Holford’s blog, Rattlebag and Rhubarb, another of my favorites, introduced me six months ago to the work of Joan Eardley, a lesbian artist who died at the age of 42 from cancer that began as breast cancer but spread to her brain. (josieholford.com/joan-eardley/) I encourage you to visit her blog for additional insights.

    Joan Eardley

    Joan was born in 1921 on a dairy farm in Sussex, England, to Anglo-Scottish parents. Her father committed suicide in 1929, but Joan and a younger sister, Pat, weren’t told about the cause of his death until they were grown women. The two young sisters and their mother lived in London with their grandmother and great-aunt who took care of them. When the bombings began in England in WWII, the women returned to their roots in Scotland to live in Glasgow.

    National Galleries of Scotland (www.nationalgalleries.org)

    early works of Eardley followed the Samson family, a family of twelve children growing up on the back streets of Glasgow

    “In January, 1940, Eardley enrolled at the Glasgow School of Art as a day student where she studied under Hugh Adam Crawford and was influenced by the Scottish Colourists[9] She met the painter Margot Sandeman, who became a close and lifelong friend.[9][14] Sandeman and Eardley would often paint together and also shared family holidays and camping trips.[15] In 1941, they acquired a horse and caravan and travelled around Loch Lomond to paint and sketch. For many years, they also visited Corrie on the Isle of Arran, using an outhouse, the Tabernacle, as a studio.” (Wikipedia)

    In 1957 Eardley was recovering from the mumps, and a friend took her to Catterline, a tiny village located on the North Sea in Aberdeenshire, Scotland. In an audio recording Eardley spoke of Catterline: “When I’m painting in the North East, I hardly ever move out of the village (Catterline), I hardly ever move from one spot. I do feel the more you know something, the more you can get out of it. That is the North East. It’s just vast (indistinct word possibly “waves”), vast seas, vast areas of cliff. Well you’ve just got to paint it.”[36][37] (Wikipedia)

    Joan Eardley – Catterline Seascape

    As for her personal life, Eardley’s name was associated with other women artists at various times during her life – women she met while studying art at the Glasgow School of Art. Margot Sandeman (1922 – 2009). Lilian (Lil) Neilson (1938-1998). Dorothy Steel (1927-2002).

    But the love of Eardley’s life was the violinist/photographer Audrey Walker who was ten years older than Joan, married, living in Glasgow but was with Eardley in the Catterline years from 1952 until her death in 1963.

    In 2013, fifty years after the artist’s death, love letters she wrote to Walker in Glasgow from Catterline were published. Walker died in 1996.

    Source: Love Letters from Catterline – Joan and Audrey

    The Scottish Gallery

    Passages from letters from Joan Eardley to Audrey Walker:

    I just feel I love you so much – and there just ain’t words – to say it – not words that mean what I feel inside of me – and there’s nothing else that I really want to say – nothing at all…

    Joan Eardley

    Passages from Audrey Walker’s tribute to Joan Eardley:

    To me she was quite simply the winter sea to which and for which I would give my life.

    Audrey Walker

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    Special thanks to Josie Holford for leading me down the rabbit hole of Joan Eardley’s life and especially her art. I’ve been saving this journey for a special time. Women’s History Month is that moment.

  • Remembering Jesse Jackson’s Impact on LGBTQ+ Rights

    Remembering Jesse Jackson’s Impact on LGBTQ+ Rights


    Jesse Louis Burns was born October 8, 1941, in Greenville, South Carolina. His mother was 18-year-old Helen Burns (1923-2015), and his father was her 33-year-old neighbor Noah Louis Robinson who was married to someone else. One year after Jesse was born his mother married Charles Henry Jackson, who later adopted him. Jesse took his step-father’s last name but remained in contact with Robinson until his passing in 1997.

    An ordained Baptist minister, Jackson became involved with the Civil Rights Movement through Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. in the Southern Christian Leadership Conference. He had participated in the 1965 march from Selma to Montgomery and won Dr. King’s confidence. That was the starting point for six decades of activism for equal justice and liberty for all.

    Rev. Jackson had two unsuccessful campaigns for the Democratic nomination for President of the United States in 1984 and 1988. He advanced the concept of a Rainbow Coalition that included the LGBT community in a speech to the Democratic Convention in 1984:

    “We must address their concerns and make room for them,” he said of a constellation of oppressed people. “The Rainbow includes lesbians and gays,” Jackson said to cheers. “No American citizen ought to be denied equal protection from the law.”

    Jackson followed up on that commitment in 1987, when he spoke at the second National March on Washington for Lesbian and Gay Rights, soon after announcing his second bid for president.

    “We gather today to say that we insist on equal protection under the law for every American, for workers’ rights, women’s rights, for the rights of religious freedom, the rights of individual privacy, for the rights of sexual preference. We come together for the rights of all American people,” Jackson declared.

    Jesse Jackson’s “Rainbow Coalition” was more than just another rhetorical flourish from the legendary orator. He gave real substance to the phrase by uniting black and brown people, the poor, and — an important, but less remembered part of his legacy — LGBTQ+ people.

    (Greg Owen, LGBTQ Nation, February 17, 2026)

    I was thirty-eight years old when I heard Jesse Jackson speak about his Rainbow Coalition that included lesbians like me. In that 1984 national campaign for the Democratic Nomination for President, Jackson carried five primaries and caucuses: Louisiana, Virginia, the District of Columbia, one of two separate contests in Mississippi, and…South Carolina. (Wikipedia) He was the first Black candidate to win any major party state primary or caucus. He had my vote in both campaigns.

    Whether the issues were health care during the AIDS crisis in the 1980s or marriage equality thirty years later, Rev. Jesse Jackson understood institutional wrongdoing and called it out.

    “Marriage is based on love and commitment — not sexual orientation. I support the right of any person to marry the person of their choosing,” Jackson declared at a rally outside the U.S. Court of Appeals for the Ninth Circuit in San Francisco in December, 2010.

    (Rev. Irene Monroe, Whosoever, February 19, 2026)

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    I leave you today while mourning the loss of another champion of equal justice, not a perfect man, but someone who lives on in those who labor for a harvest yet unseen. During Black History Month we acknowledge his passing, celebrate his service, and ask for the wings of angels to lift him to a better place. The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few. Jesse Jackson labored with love.

    Thank you, Rev. Jackson, for reminding me years ago that “I Am Somebody.” I will miss you.

    Jesse Louis Jackson (October 08, 1941 – February 17, 2026)

  • Celebrating LGBTQ+ Advocacy: A Legacy Gala Reflection

    Celebrating LGBTQ+ Advocacy: A Legacy Gala Reflection


    Being celebrated for our work in the LGBTQ+ community in the midlands of South Carolina was a remarkable experience last week for Pretty and me. We wanted to share a few highlights with our friends in cyberspace, too.

    Are you a friend of Dorothy?

    a code phrase back in the day which was translated to mean

    “are you gay?”

    Teresa (a/k/a Pretty) and me outside the Columbia Museum of Art in Columbia, South Carolina

    the First Lady of the event and a dear friend of ours for three decades

    Harriet Hancock, for whom our community center was named

    Pretty and another warrior friend, Nekki Shutt

    daughter-in-law Caroline with Dick Hubbard looking dapper

    Dick is an institution himself – has been in the trenches with us

    from the beginning 35 years ago

    The Legacy Award

    Pretty and I accepting award presented by last year’s winners

    Bert Easter and Ed Madden – and Emcee Patti O’Furniture

    (their words were awesome, moving, inspiring)

    Drew and Caroline made us proud for their love and support

    a bit of foolishness after the ceremony – I look like James Cagney

    A perfect evening of celebration for Pretty and me as we learned about the current projects spearheaded by the Harriet Hancock Center and met young leaders with their own moving stories like Elliot Naddell who was named the Youth Advocate of the Year, PJ Whitehurst, the Community Advocate of the Year, and Senator Tameika Isaac Devine, the Political Advocate of the Year whose support as an ally of the LGBTQ+ community is historic.

    Organizations like Can Community Health recognized as the Health & Wellness Organization of the Year, the Nickelodeon named the Arts & Culture Organization of the Year, and the Rainy Day Fund which was selected as the Community Partner of the Year.

    Teresa and I were honored to be included with these current champions of causes so dear to us. You all share our legacy of “speaking the truth boldly, loving fiercely, and ensuring that future generations inherit a state where equality is not questioned but celebrated.”

    Thank you, thank you, thank you to those who nominated us, to Harriet Hancock and the Center for selecting us, and to all our friends and family who showed up to celebrate on a magical night that stirred memories, inspired hope, and cast out fear.

    No longer a secret, never again silent. These words by the Hancock Center Executive Director Cristina Picozzi and Board President Matt Butler must be etched in our collective consciousness from this day forward. They are not just a theme for a gala but a mantra for everyday living. The struggle is real.

    Onward.

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    Guess what? We discovered over the weekend that we have lost our actual Award! There was a misunderstanding about who took the blue box containing the award home post Gala. Turns out none of us picked it up because we thought someone else had it. We have contacted the Columbia Museum of Art and the Harriet Hancock Center but, alas, no luck. If anyone has any information concerning its whereabouts, PLEASE contact us. We would love to solve the mystery!

    P.S. I would also love to credit all photos but I lifted the images from multiple places. Thank you to all who took pictures including Erin, who gets extra credit because she drove from Charleston to celebrate with us.

  • From Small Towns to Legacy Award: A Love Story of Advocacy

    From Small Towns to Legacy Award: A Love Story of Advocacy


    Teresa and I were totally caught off guard when Harriet Hancock called to tell us we had been nominated and chosen for The Legacy Award from the Harriet Hancock Center in 2025. Surprised, delighted, blown away by the recognition of the contributions two lesbians from the small towns of Richards, Texas, and New Prospect, South Carolina, who grew up in a time before Stonewall, could be celebrated today by one of the defining organizations of the LGBTQ+ movement in Columbia.

    No person has meant more to our community than Harriet Hancock, a friend Teresa and I have admired for more than three decades. The Center which bears her name continues to serve as a safety net for young and old alike in the march toward equal justice for all South Carolinians.

    The Legacy Award is an affirmation of our efforts to live authentic lives together in a time and place before Will and Grace.

    I met Teresa when I wandered into Bluestocking Books in the early 1990s. We were both in other relationships at the time, but we shared values that gave us common goals for our community and ultimately provided the foundation for a personal bond that led to sharing our lives to create a family we both cherish.

    We have no words to express our gratitude to the Harriet Hancock Center and our nominators for The Legacy Award in 2025. You are the future we worked for, and we promise to continue the struggle against the enemies of silence and apathy that have always tried to divide us.

    Please join us as we celebrate six other award recipients for 2025: PJ Whitehurst, Community Advocate of the Year; Elliott Naddell, Youth Advocate of the Year; Senator Tameika Isaac Devine, Political Advocate of the Year; Rainy Day Fund, Community Partner of the Year; CAN Community Health, Health and Wellness Organization of the Year; The Nickelodeon, Arts and Culture Organization of the Year.

    Onward. Together.

  • Tennis, Anyone? Major Fun + Kitten Update

    Tennis, Anyone? Major Fun + Kitten Update


    Time ticking away in 2025 with three out of four Grand Slam events completed for the Women’s WTA and Men’s ATP tennis tournaments this year. From the hard courts of the Australian Open in Melbourne to the red clay at Roland Garros in Paris to the finals of The Championships at Wimbledon played today on the grass courts of the All England Lawn Tennis & Croquet Club in London following two weeks of fierce competition, the one remaining Major is the US Open in New York which begins on August 24th.

    Individuals and their families measure the passage of time through different customs, I’ve observed, but I have two constant measurements every year: (1)the four Grand Slam tennis tournaments and (2) the women’s college basketball season. For me, the year is 3/4 gone in July.

    The Ladies Singles Champion in 2025 was Iga Swiatek

    Swiatek routed my personal favorite Amanda Anisimova

    Jannik Sinner 1st Italian man ever to win

    Singles Championships at Wimbledon

    Sinner defeated my personal favorite Carlos Alcaraz who was trying for a three-peat in the championship this year

    Surprisingly, Sinner broke the jinx of the Pretty Preference by getting the best of Alcaraz in four sets to send Pretty to the winner’s circle.

    Meanwhile, in our backyard this morning while I was glued to the television set, Pretty practiced tennis with our five-year-old granddaughter Ella who has recently started lessons. One of the new baby kittens had fun trying to help Ella with her forehand.

    Ella wore one of Pretty’s dresses this morning after an impromptu sleepover last night following a pool party with her family and friends yesterday that was so much fun she decided to spend the night. Alas, Pretty’s dress didn’t help Ella’s tennis focus, but necessity is the mother of invention, right?

    There really is no smooth transition from tennis to kittens, so pardon the abrupt break from Wimbledon to two cats that still need forever homes.

    Having a snooze on Pretty’s lap this afternoon

    loving the open air on the screen porch

    The kittens will go for their first vet visit this week but no longer need to be bottle fed. Great progress, but my allergies persist.

    Congratulations again to Jannik Sinner and Iga Swiatek for Wimbledon championships – they provided Major fun for our family in the past two weeks!