Hello lovely humans of the internet and welcome to the Achingly Polite podcast! Let this be your one stop shop for everything feminist, anxious, sexy and depressed (what fun!)
I’ll be talking about feminism, my many scintillating issues, and the commodity that’s always hot, sex. My stream of consciousness is about as elastic as my waistband, which is all you’re going to find under my belt, because I have no qualifications. I’ve a BA in history and politics and I’m technically an expert on Pope Gregory VII (RIP). So by all means take a seat, not my advice and listen to my ramblings.
The podcast launches this month, so please stay tuned! Until then, go ahead and peruse my work.
What am I you may ask? An artist – not really. A poet – gosh that sounds pretentious. A writer – but isn’t everyone in LA one of those?
I am Clementine. Just a 25 year old woman creating intersectional feminist pieces in the hope of enlightening white feminism and smashing the patriarchy. I hope to use writing and art to empower women (trans, cis, non-binary), people of color, and my fellow queers. My work challenges the status quo on behalf of those society would have us dismiss.
I talk openly about my mental health and am an ally to those with struggles I don’t understand. My work aims to de-stigmatize society’s conversation about mental health. I have clinical anxiety, OCD, depression, ADHD and am recovering from anorexia and bulimia. While that does sound like a lot of problems, I like to think of it as allowing me to truly empathize with vast swathes of my fellow human beans.
Achingly Polite was born from one of my favorite Emily Dickinson poems,
She dealt her pretty words like blades
How glittering they shone
and everyOne unbared a nerve
or wantoned with a bone.
She never deemed – she hurt
That – is not Steel’s affair
A vulgar grimace in the flesh
How ill the creatures bear.
To Ache is human – not polite
The film upon the eye
Mortality’s old custom
Just locking up to die.
I will also be starting an Etsy shop to sell my drawings (cheaply) because what else am I meant to do?
I love you all already. If you like the cut of my jib, follow on Instagram & Twitter @achinglypolite and on Facebook at /achinglypolite.
P.S. The Angel Trumpet blooms you see in my pictures are poisonous, so please do not eat them. Not that you would. But try to always google plants before you play with them. Such bright colors attract children and animals, so just be careful, ok? I don’t get a rash when I play with them, but you might, so maybe just don’t do it? Always the overprotective mum about everything, I just had to warn ya!
by Clementine Yost ©