Could anything be more profoundly challenging for a child than to realize, from earliest years, that he or she has been somehow born, mysteriously and perhaps maliciously, into the body of a gender different from that of his or her mind and person? Can one even imagine what inner strength and urgency would be required at the age of six or eight or ten to undertake the arduous journey to bring one's outer reality - physical, emotional, social - into line with one's inner truth, amidst the world's uncomprehending rejection?
Transexual persons of all ages and shades earn my deep respect, and we have much to learn from them. (By the way, apologies to any trans boys for whom the pink here is absolutely not your thing; it isn't mine either, really, but I stick with it because the hue works on a couple levels in this piece. Pace.)
TITLE - "Transient Souls"
WHERE - Discarded sign templates found behind a shop, Coquitlam, B.C. (2016)