TEARS

SUN IN THE OFFICE

My hands have become a bit autonomous, and it’s a huge relief. I love that they now pick up dishes on their own, turn the dial of the washing machine…

A pen and pastel drawing on white paper of caricatured and loosely drawn faces. The faces are defined in black pen, while blue, orange, pink, red, yellow and green pastel is smeared between and around the outlines. The texture of the paper is visible.

BITTER VICTORIES

The second time I went out socially after moving to London, a stranger forced me under pressure to out myself to the group we were sitting with, while discussing how…

TECHNOLOGIES FOR LIBERATION (PART III): CYBORG MONSTERS ARE THE REAL KNIGHTS IN SHINING ARMOUR

Donna Haraway describes the cyborg in “The Cyborg Manifesto” as a biotic system in a post-gender world, and a creature of social reality and fiction. This cyborg is closer to…

EVERYDAY ROBOTS

“We are everyday robots on our phones In the process of getting home Looking like standing stones Out there on our own” (Damon Albarn) I love to…

Technologies for liberation (Part II): Denying masculinity and becoming Grace Kelly, or how to avoid femininity by becoming Clint

Marcela Negro de Leserre, in her essay “El deseo es el deseo del otro. La influencia de Hegel en Lacan”[1], explains a revolutionary idea: if a person only becomes dignified…

Technologies for liberation: Pepper, Dorian, Octavia, the many Grace Kellys and the Cyborg Monsters (Part I)

I saw “Paris is Burning”, a documentary by Jennie Livingston, and watched the part when participants competed for the title of “FQ Realness” over and over again. To me, this…

‘does this haircut make me look like i can handle reality’

‘the origin of anxiety,’ oil on canvas, 2014 sexy tumblr my friend found a sexy photo while searching for [something] on my laptop, once he put it in…

TWO TINY FOOD-RELATED LOVE POEMS

#1 I’m thankful that you are not a health food product, I don’t want to choke you down. You can be the morning smoothie for when I’m bad I’ll…

A black and white image of a rumpled bed with white sheets and a floral duvet thrown to the side. The white pillow has another darker pillow peeking out from underneath, and a bright window is behind the bed. The wrinkle pattern in the fabric is most heavily emphasized. A paper with text printed on it is on the far corner of the bed.

RELEARNING LOVE

During Coven’s Feminist Conqueerors exhibition, I co-hosted a discussion about queer femme experiences, and I’m not exaggerating in the slightest when I say that it changed my life. This has…

WHEN I FUCK YOU I THINK OF HIM

These images were created in in the ruins of love. A selection of 10 drawings documenting the dissolution of a relationship and the birth of the new. You need to…