Women’s Workshop WTF

The bulletin board at the Second Cup near my office is always overflowing with offers of new age nonsense. So naturally when I saw this partially obscured flyer poking out, I lumped it in with the rest of the holistic hubbub:

But something nagged at me to peel back the layers of junk that were covering the other half of this posting. What I discovered confounded me:

Um, okay… What? When did photography become gender-specific? Are some women uncomfortable handling the long, hard shaft of a telephoto lens? And what the hell is with the workshop themes? They sound like the steps I go through when I take a shit.

Oh, and nice fail with “apart.”