But the placards and the signs that I really, truly loved, were the handmade ones. These people were (most likely) not professional artists or graphic designers. They were people with a purpose, a passion and something to say. They made something precious and I hope they keep or frame them.
Hell, maybe there’s a Ph. D dissertation in this.
There were several effigies in attendance at the march, but this was the only one that I got a clear shot of. How long this poor woman had to stare at pictures of the Cheeto-in-Chief in order to capture the pout, I have no idea. She deserves a medal, or at least a lifetime supply of imodium.
Sometimes all that something needs to become art is a decorative border.
We will overcomb!!!
I have a soft spot for BatWoman. She was fierce, and totally captured the depth of character in the mangled apricot hellbeast’s eyes.
Direct and to the point.
And the winners for the prettiest signs go to these ladies. Nice job.
As always, if you see your picture and would like credit for your work, drop me a line at firstname.lastname@example.org
The title comes from Margaret Atwood’s novel, The Handmaid’s Tale: “Nolite te bastardes carborundorum. Don’t let the bastards grind you down.”