The Queer Theory Library is a library focused on creating a collective space for discussion, experimentation, and knowledge. Providing access to academic texts and activating them with curated cultural programming, the Library invites an engaged, imaginative experience and greater community dialogue. The Queer Theory Library also functions as an growing archive for local artists, writers, and residents to submit their work, writings, and ephemera.
With a mission to radically shift and explore possibilities for queer thought, culture, and liberation, the Library is focused on abolition and futurism. How we frame our past and present influences the future we build; how we perceive and write our realities creates new worlds. Through education, collaboration, and creation, the QTL aims to enable, empower, and inspire our queer communities.
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Untitled (The Seventh Sun Comes)
Framed text, moss scented yarzheit candle, dew drops, 33 year recovery medallion, burnt penny, green carnation, tabebuia trunk, snail shell.
Installed at Bas Fisher Invitational for The Symbiotic Shore
Spit and swish, DO NOT SWALLOW
Standing atop a platform of dictionaries, I wore a double sided white button up and performed an unrecorded monologue between swishing and spitting saltwater into glass vessels for 2 hours.
Performed for the exhibition Possible Bodies at Phosphor Project Space.
dictionaries, saltwater, double sided business shirt, glass vessels, saliva.
Top: post performance, exorcised saliva captured in glass vessel
Bottom: pre performance, empty vessel atop dictionaries
black and white 35 mm film prints
I walked with a loved one for an hour to Santo & johnny's Sleepwalk: We exited through the front door, encircled the house, and re-entered through an upstairs back door. We went down the stairs and landed at the bottom exactly as the song ended. We stopped. My partner held me for a moment. There was a pause until she dipped a needle in ink and took it to my back. After leaving a permanent trace of our embrace on my body, she let go. The needle went back on the record, restarting Sleepwalk, and we continued on.
Calling the Body I Cannot See