Scarlett in Towncar, 2020
Scarlett | In Conversation (ongoing) pairs drawings by Scarlett, an artist and writer based in Kansas, alongside photographs to create a biographical portrait. Collaborative portrait-making has become a ritual of this intergenerational friendship –– a tender storytelling tool –– a way to understand lived experience, alienation, expression, and belonging.
Untitled, 2012
Scarlett’s prolific, ecstatic drawing practice describes the depths of her interior experience as a transgender woman in rural America. Scenes of exuberant dreamscapes, scathing political satire, dystopian terror, and anxious revelations are rendered with exacting visual density: equal parts sharp humor, delight, and despair.
Scarlett (presenting as Robert), 2020
For most of her life, Scarlett presented as Robert. She was born and raised in western Kansas, drafted to fight in the Vietnam War, returned home to teach school, and then quit to drive a truck for the Coca Cola Bottling Company –– in this new occupation, she tells me, she “could wear a dress under [my] work-issue coveralls”. Robert married, had two children, and to most, appeared to have a conventional life, raising her family just outside my hometown of Great Bend, KS.
Scarlett, Bedside, 2020
For decades, Scarlett was someone few people knew, but she still found ways to express herself in public. In 1998 she wrote, directed, and starred in a play, staged in a former movie theater on our town square. The marquee of the Crest theater announced, The Peep Hole. Over each of the next four consecutive years she would go on to write, direct, and perform a new play each summer in the downtown theater– The Cloistered Blues (1999), Scarlett and the Time Machine (2000), and Scarlett in Space (2001). Even then, Scarlett recalls, many in the audience didn’t recognize their neighbor in the woman who floated across the stage wearing antebellum-style dresses, a straw hat, and a red feather boa. “Scarlett,” she frequently reminds me, “is not shy.”
Scarlett, Self Portraits In Dress and Combat Fatigues, from Transgender Archive, 2020
Scarlett has amassed a vast collection of materials she calls the “Transgender Archives” including, newspaper clippings, stories and pictures from the internet, and numerous personal effects, that are filed into a collection of three-ring binders.
Seen on the left is a commercial studio portrait of Scarlett from the 1990’s. On the right is a portrait from the Vietnam War in combat fatigues. “Both pictures have a flair of performance,” she points out, as we look through the archive on her kitchen table.
Scarlett, Tracing Former Air-to-Ground Gunnery Range, Cheyenne Bottoms, 2020
Cheyenne Bottoms, approximately 5 miles northeast of Great Bend, is the largest wetland in the interior United States. From 1943 – 1947 it served as an air-to-ground gunnery range for U.S. Air Force pilots, flying Kansas-made bombers. The 14,000-acre site Included a bombing range, rifle and machine gun ranges, and a chemical weapons training area.
In the 1980’s and 90’s, Scarlett would visit this landscape daily, feeling safe to briefly wear dresses in what is now a vast wildlife refuge. In a 1987 attempt to escape her internal conflict and save her marriage, she drove to this site at the southern perimeter of the refuge and dumped all of Scarlett’s belongings – clothing and other ephemera – from the trunk of her car. Shortly after, her marriage failed and she was divorced, with two daughters who she would take custody of and continue to raise as a single parent.
Scarlett and Marcella, 2017
Scarlett is now happily married to Marcella, a former nun who lived much of her life in a convent. Strengthened by the younger generation of queer people, the shifting balance in media representation of LGBTQ experiences, and a determination to be her authentic self, she is beginning to live a more open life. Only recently, at the age of 77, did she begin publicly identifying as Scarlett, no matter what she is wearing or how others perceive her identity.
Together, Scarlett and Marcella host tea parties and occasionally travel together, as they cautiously navigate a world that does not always feel safe.
Marcella, 2023
“Say she stooped breathlessly in her corset to lift up a sodden sheet by its hems, and say that when she had pinned three corners to the lines it began to billow and leap in her hands, to flutter and tremble, and to glare with the light, and that the throes of the thing were as gleeful and strong as if a spirit were dancing in its cerements. That wind!” - Marilynne Robinson, “Housekeeping”