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"Gays can now get married. You’re finally equal, what more do you want?!”
Ahh, yes. You’re right. This is EXACTLY what equality feels like.
(Links to both articles: x , x)
TB 2013 @nick_knight @katy_england @alistermackie @fileandparade @another_man #WhoAreYouPollyMagoo💃🏿
Lunatic Lovers
Suehiro Maruo
1997
We have one tale we’re told to tell. There is one story we can say, and we’re invested in it equally, forced to compete, forced to justify ourselves, given no ability to meld into the background. We are invisible and visible at the very same time.
Vaein x Spook!
Why Disha Died
Queer Bollywood actress Disha Ganguly takes her own life
On April 9th, Bengali television actress Disha Ganguly committed suicide. Known for her role in the popular sitcom Tumi Ashbey Bole, Disha’s parents allegedly pressured the talented, stunningly beautiful young woman to accept a proposal from Vivaan Ghosh, a fellow actor. However, Disha wasn’t in love with an actor; she was in love with an actress.
A few months back, this actress friend of Ganguly, started staying at her apartment,” explained one police official to DNAIndia. “Soon, Ganguly’s mother arrived from Nairobi (where her parents reside) and objected to their relationship. Her mother even got her friend to move out of the apartment.”
Homosexuality is illegal in Bangladesh and India. A recent survey reports that 59% of the gays in Bangladesh live in fear of being outed.
Disha couldn’t bear the thought of never seeing her girlfriend again and marrying a man. When her girlfriend found out Disha was dead, she tried to follow her by throwing herself in front of an oncoming train. Locals snatched her to safety just in time, and the woman is now hospitalized.
One last, devastating devil of a detail: Media reports that in the days and hours before Disha’s suicide, she was torn between her fiancee and unnamed female lover.
“Police reports suggest that the TV actress was drawn into a situation where she battling pressure from her parents, her boyfriend and girlfriend. Eventually, she gave in to death.” They say that she was so confused by family pressure and rival love interests, she took her own life. Yet just a couple hours before Dish hung herself, she transferred Rs.50,000 from her personal bank account to a joint bank account shared by her girlfriend. So maybe she wasn’t so torn, in the end. Maybe she knew exactly who she wanted to be with. She just thought it was impossible.
Disha’s suicide is tragic and infuriating. This death was so preventable. If her parents, the people who were supposed to love and protect Disha, had just allowed their daughter to live an authentic and happy life, Disha might still be with us today. If homosexuality wasn’t illegal in Bangladesh, Disha might have known that suicide is not the only option when faced with homophobic pressure. If gay people were allowed to publicly be gay, without fear of government sanctioned abuse, Disha might have met someone she could relate to or sought help from an LGBT organization. Maybe someone could have convinced Disha that being gay isn’t wrong, or evil, or a sin, or embarrassing—it’s natural, and it doesn’t mean you can’t love yourself anymore. But none of those options were available to Disha, even though (and maybe even because) she was a beloved and successful actress.
Every article about Disha’s death refers to her girlfriend as a “friend.” A friend who threw herself on the train tracks when she heard that Disha had hung herself. A friend that lived in Disha’s apartment until Disha’s mother pressured her to move out. A friend Disha loved so much, so killed herself rather than marry a man. A fucking friend.
Disha was gay. She loved a woman very much, and she died for that love. When things like this happen, and gay women kill themselves rather than live a lie, do you ever wonder: “What would I do?” I do. Whenever I read a story like this, or even watch The Hours, I get this sort of melancholy, sickening, sinking feeling because I don’t think I could survive it either. I know I’m not supposed to say shit like that—shit that talks about suicide like it’s an option—or presents a bad example to young queer women reading this website. But I’m not a very good example anyway.
Sometimes I don’t think straight people understand the toll it takes to hide your sexual orientation, to fake attraction convincingly, to satisfy everyone by living in-authentically. I read everything I could about Disha, and then I closed my eyes and imagined I was her. Unpleasant memories bubbled to the surface. An empty, weightless sensation while some boyfriend thrashed on top of me. Counting cracks and stains on the ceiling. Returning his passionate kiss and thinking “This is what it means to be screaming on the inside.”
I wondered if Disha felt like that. Then I wondered how many girls will die like Disha.
If anyone feels the need for it, 908-367-3374 is DeQH, a Desi LGBTQ+ helpline that provides support and resources for South Asians. Their timing is from 8 pm to 10pm on Thursdays and Sundays, Eastern Standard Time [5 pm to 7 pm PST]. Since it is based in New Jersey, this is largely a resource for the diaspora.
For people living in India, the Sahaay helpline’s number is 1800-2000-113. They are largely available to provide support for GBTQ+ men. Here are support groups for LBTQ+ women in India.
This website has a more comprehensive list of LGBTQ+ friendly groups and societies in various cities/states in India, Sri Lanka, Pakistan, Bangladesh, and more. They also have several crisis helpline phone numbers available.
Please seek out any help if you feel affected by recent events, please talk to someone, please continue to keep hope. You are valued, and you are important.
Rest in power Disha.
The 10 Trans Models Changing the Face of Fashion Today. Juliana Huxtable forever.
Travis Cook and I with Northp-art at the Vaein exhibition opening at Salad Days, November 2013
laundrette part 2 on flickr
Some of the extremely talented and wonderful work made by @chloemcgregor for issue 2. We’re aiming for something a little more robotic for the next issue. Do you have any ideas? Pitches? Collaborations? We’d love to hear them!
Photography: Mariah Anzil
Make-up: Yassmin Abdo
Hair: Debbie Grammatopoulous
Stylist and creative director: Natasha Kendal-Eve and Jonno Revanche
Catty’s guide to online stores slightly off the beaten path
Paramount Vintage: http://www.etsy.com/shop/paramountvintage
Some of the coolest gear I've seen from a vintage reseller in a long time, plus, at the time of writing they have 666 sales (well, before I snap up a few things before you can all get to them). I decided that was a good omen. Very quirky and colourful, lots of 80s and 90s - perfect for the switch from Winter to Spring. Shipping costs are a whopping $40 for international to Australia, which makes me feel a bit sick. Still, the stuff is good and if you buy a few things, it’s probably worth it. Maybe order with a friend!
dot COMME: http://www.dotcomme.net/
Ok, this is probably a bit of a tease for most of us, but it’s so cool that it’s worth mentioning. The store contains pre-owned archival pieces from Comme Des Garcons, Yohji Yamamoto, Junya Watanabe and more. Both women and men are catered for, and new pieces are added regularly. Obviously it’s pricey, but not as much as you’d think, especially considering the quality and mastery of design you can expect from these innovative high-end labels.
Knickerocker: http://www.etsy.com/shop/knickerocker
The indie underwear label so cute, it stole my heart. I think that if you described the open-back panties to me before I’d come across this site, I would have looked at you strangely - but they are adorable and my butt wants some. Also on my wishlist are the animal briefs with ears, and a matching crop top. Shipping is actually reasonable, and the store has tons of good reviews!
Creepyyeha: http://creepyyeha.storenvy.com/
Creepyyeha is an independent lingerie and accessories store run by the designer. The pieces have a mixed aesthetic - a little sweet and girly, a little dark and gothic - like a pretty princess who is into bondage. Because the store is run by the designer, you may have to wait in a queue for your order, but fashion is suffering, darling.
Glint Shop: http://glintshoponline.bigcartel.com/products
Glint Shop is a store located in Barcelona that has branched out into online sales through Big Cartel, offering a psychedelic range of men’s and women’s gear. You’ll probably either love it dearly or hate it with every fibre of your being. Lots of sports luxe rave looks, really bold colours and designs, and just super, super cool threads. I feel like I’d be intimidated by people who wore these clothes and it makes me want to buy some for that reason. My picks are the water & roses skirt, and the ‘rich’ printed pieces.
- Catty (luneprism.tumblr.com)
"Two Men In Embrace In Pink" - pen on paper
A Minor Portrait
A boy was abused and he grows up a man who dresses like women
A girl was adopted but disowned when she learned her sexuality and told the truth about it
So when they become woman and man, or man and woman
They meet for the first time
They fall in love
And they take up very different roles in their relationship
Ten years later their differences still show
And it does not matter to them both
The man puts on a corset every morning
The woman puts on shaving cream on her chin (for she loves the texture)
They share the same bathroom
The same bedroom, the same everything (except toothbrushes)
He tightens the string at the front to push up the paddings
She rolls down the blade and wipes the cream away with a towel
He pulls up fishnet stockings and fastens them with suspenders
She combs her hair back with oil and spit in her rough hands
He puts on mild, soothing makeup for a cloudy day such as this
While she puts on none and never ever does
He fries eggs sunny-side-up and roasts cherry tomatoes on vines in the kitchen
While she straightens her suit, her neck-tie and prepares her briefcase for a day at the court
Nothing unusual— a perfectly normal working day
They sit down to have breakfast with their eight-year-old daughter, Daisy
Whose hair is the same color as her
Flamingo pink gingham summer dress which she is wearing to school today
Their house cat, Devil the Second jumps on the table
And their little girl feeds him a little cream off her finger and gives him a pat
Before the woman leaves for work, she plants a kiss on the child’s cheek then on her husband’s lips and blows one to Devil the Second who is on the table still
And they all say I love you to each other (except Devil the Second who begins to purr) as though it is the last time they will ever say I love you to each other (and Devil the Second purrs as though it is the last time he will ever purr)
A PERFECTLY DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY, A DISGRACE!
As they may be called by those who see them from the outside and know nothing of their pasts or who are simply unwilling to look deeper than the surface to anything
But it does not bother them
They know they are together now and that is enough.
- June Glasgow
Sanaa Hamid and her series ‘Through Her Eyes” shows her attempts to conform to the culturally inherited expectations and ideologies that are often imposed on her.
'Through Her Eyes" is portrayed visually through a series of performative self portraits, utilising the aesthetic style of Bollywood films and Pakistani actresses that her Mother admired at the same age. The photoshoot is a collaboration between herself and her mother, the latter being given the responsibility to press the shutter, immortalising her as an image of a particular character; thus, "through the eyes" of another person.
Sanaa Hamid's photoset is an exploration of self, a questioning of how possible it is to know those closest to us, and a study on the absence of our true self even from your own mother, the one person who should be closest to you. By displaying the work as a series of four photographs, Hamid takes the viewer through a succession of personalities, encouraging speculation about the photographer herself and her true identity. Hamid reinterprets the self portrait to reference topical issues of multiculturalism and ethnic identity. Her discomfort in being in front of the camera is another important aspect of the process, as it parallels with the difficulty of becoming the character. Also discussed is the modern depictions of Pakistani women, who have very little positive representation within the media and the beauty industry. Hamid’s intention is not to cast a negative view upon her cultural background, but to create awareness about the distinctly different moral guidelines she lives in comparison to British culture.
Love.
- Alyshia Mckinnon
Creating ‘The Fit In Room’
I was once a book in a festival; a living book. Being a living book is precisely how I discovered my latest work of art The Fit In Room.
To view The Fit In Room, you must get inside it. Like a ‘hand held’ book it’s an immersive and interactive piece of art because once you’ve opened that cover you can become completely involved with the story it contains.
A writer called Christopher Isherwood once said, “I am a camera with its shutter open, quite passive, recording not thinking,” and as much as I can relate to what Christopher said, but I’m far more inclined toward seeing myself as a book; actually a picture book, but I’ll get to that.
I was officially a living book for a relatively short time, part of a Living Book Library that was assembled as an Adelaide Festival event in 2008. As things tend to go in my life, I was actually a banned ‘living book’ for a couple of days. Life can get dramatic at times can’t it?
The story is: several of the people assembled to be living books identified as same-sex attracted (including myself) and were all unexpectedly informed that they were “no longer required because there were too many books,” seems a strange idea; a library with too many books. When she noticed she had too many books the government minister who was funding the Living Book Library decided to only get rid of the same-sex attracted ones. To cut a longer story short, after some discussion we were all reinstated onto the Living Book shelf at the Mortlock Library in North Terrace.
I enjoyed being a living book. It worked like this: people could read my synopsis at the front counter and anyone who wanted to browse me was able to make an appointment to loan me, which amounted to sitting with me in the library to ask questions and have a conversation. Personally I really enjoy a good picture book and I remember thinking, ‘if I were ever to be a book again I’d like to be a picture book’. I think it was this simple idea that started me on the road towards creating The Fit In Room.
In the simplest terms that’s what The Fit In Room is, a kind of living picture book. It offers people an opportunity to come and see how things fit into a lifetime and how some parts of a life may or may not fit in. We’re all trained from an early age how to behave, which is just another way of saying ‘how to fit in with the overall scheme of things’.
As we grow and mature we discover if we actually do fit in. Sometimes we do and sometimes we don’t. We’ve all been told to shush or been chastised for some reason by some person at some time in our life. There are so many factors involved in fitting in wherever we go. Values, morals, tradition, religion, law, gender, race, age, qualifications or lack of qualifications, all of these things plus many others feed into how we fit into whatever circumstance.
I’ve had some wonderful success fitting in and some horrendous failures. Even, like I said, when I was part of the Adelaide Festival’s living book library I was banned because it seemed I didn’t fit in to someone’s idea of what the ‘reading list’ should be.
Creating a work of art like The Fit In Room is a big process. There’s been a great deal of planning. I’ve created many works of art in my life, all sorts of things from two dimensional images through to living breathing characters that have been brought to life on a stage or on screen, so I’m well versed in the process of being creative. Some people would call it ‘realising a dream’ or ‘developing a concept’.
When writing a play for example, I will first imagine the characters in the play. I will imagine a situation they are in. I will imagine an environment where they are and I will find the words to make all of these imaginings translate to another person in order for them to understand what I have imagined simply by reading the words. Now I know that this could seem all too obvious to some people, but one thing I discovered when I was a living book in 2008 is that people who are not involved in writing plays or acting or creating visual art are very interested in ‘the creative process’ and that’s what I’m talking about here; the creative process.
The Fit In Room started out as a concept where I could present myself as a type of living picture book; I had invented a piece of interactive art called Poetry Massage for the Spoke Writer’s Festival and I wanted to develop this idea further. The thing I needed was an environment where I could deliver poetry massage so the idea of some kind of room seemed appropriate. I had also worked with an artist Jake Holmes on a page in a book; we collaborated on a page that would be visually designed by Jake, written by myself and included in a handmade book called Spotlight.
I was very inspired by this collaboration with Jake and asked him to screen print our work onto one of my old business shirts. It had been a long time since my days as a visual artist; I’d spent a few decades putting most of my energy into acting, writing and directing in the entertainment industry which is quite a tough industry to work in. I felt very invigorated reconnecting with the task of creating some visual art again; even more so bringing what I had learnt in the entertainment industry with me to the table. I was so enthused by the Spotlight project I bought some classes in screen printing and consequently printed more items onto that old business shirt.
When I wore the shirt out I received lots of very encouraging remarks about it. People really liked it. Feedback is a crucial element in any creative process. When writing a play it’s always really important to hear other people speak the words you’ve written. It is a fundamental part of the process providing you the opportunity to discover if the characters you’ve written sound true or not (real or not). The feedback my shirt received was consistently positive and it was an attractive thing that people responded to, so I started to include this garment in my room; the room where I could deliver poetry massage.
The elements were emerging, the idea was developing; my creative process was under way. It felt like a good time to do some research. Surprising as it may seem it’s really helpful to do research even if you don’t know why you are doing it. I say this because it’s not enough to just imagine a character and an environment and a circumstance. If you are imagining these things you need to make certain decisions about them; are the characters real or fantasy? Is the environment real or complete fantasy? Is the circumstance real or is it totally fantasy? Even if it’s all fantasy, it’s going to be helpful to research some fantasy. Seek out the truth. Find the wisdom or inspiration that has become part of our general understanding, common knowledge and our reality.
I directed my research towards places where you would find yourself purchasing a shirt. This started off a train of thought and a thirst for knowledge; it gave me a creative direction. I had some knowledge of traditions of times past when people didn’t have the technology they do today and life was quite physically different. If there is one thing you discover working as a playwright or an actor it’s this: human beings are pretty much the same concoction of emotions no matter where or when they are. What changes in history are things but people stay pretty much the same. With this in mind it didn’t worry me to be looking at resource information from all over history. Even though I was looking towards creating a space, a room, what I was interested in was the human experience that would be available in that room.
My challenge was finding the right space (the right context) that allowed the type of emotion I envisioned I’d be dealing with. I required a space that wasn’t exactly neutral. It had to give people permission to look at themselves with a discerning if not critical eye and provide an atmosphere for someone to feel comfortable in a potential new skin and judge if they fit in it or not.
After all I was looking for somewhere to deliver myself as a living picture book and my poetry massage as a new idea. There was more I could see in the creative cloud that was forming as well. I was starting to realise that this room was the first step in a process towards a piece of performance art. It was starting to sound like a complete idea and I was starting to get the complete picture of an immersive, interactive piece of performative art.
Once I had engaged in some research I understood what I was developing. It’s a relatively standard place where people go to try something on – these days they’re usually referred to as fitting rooms or changing rooms, and there is a tradition of them that includes intimate salons where a designer would meet and greet clients who were looking to purchase a garment.
So by doing some research I uncovered what it was I had been thinking about and was able to start giving it clear names people could understand. It’s all very well to have what you think may be a great (or even a good) idea, but if you are not able to identify what it is and how it works then it’s incredibly difficult to relate the idea to another person and have them appreciate it or offer you constructive feedback.
A relatively recent phenomenon around Adelaide has been “pop-up” activities or things. Pop-up bars, book sellers, performance events… if you think of the flash-mob or the travelling bookseller with their product on a mobile cart you’ll get the general picture. It struck me that I was creating a pop-up experience with The Fit In Room because I intend for it to have mobility like an art exhibition that moves around from place to place. I want as many people as possible to see what it is I’m doing – and so I intend on taking the experience around. So it struck me at some point in time that I was creating a pop-up interactive immersive autobiographical experience. It’s becoming such a mouthful that I’m wondering if I should create a new word to describe it. The trouble with creating new words is that one still needs to define and explain the meaning of the new word, so for the time being I’ll stick with the mouthful.
I suppose the question that all of this raises is, “why should this guy be a living book in the first place?”
Fair question.
In a nutshell I’ve had some strange moments in my life that are relatively rare and it makes for fascinating ‘reading’ if you are interested in the way people change according to what they experience in life. I was sexually abused as a boy. I have lived with an immune deficiency for half of my life to date. I’ve been on stage, screen and radio. I’ve interviewed lots of very interesting celebrities; so yes, I have a few good stories to tell. But like I said at the start, I’m more inclined to be a living picture book so you’ll have to come along and check out The Fit In Room and decide for yourself.
-David Paul Jobling
Thankyou to everyone who came out to our exhibition! We'll be posting previews of it as the month goes along. Come into Salad Days on gilbert place in Adelaide to check it out.
(Photo by Jade Elliott)