In art, we're doing a project in which we use references to draw, copy, and scratch out portraits. I chose to draw a photograph of a trans-guy who I'd been following on a popular video site. When my teacher saw him, and addressed him as "she", I politely corrected her. No matter what something looks like on the outside, it is what it is on the inside, and like a tree's rings, you only know what it's like when you look to the heart. <3
