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Queer Geographies BEIRUT TIJUANA COPENHAGEN Queer Geographies BEIRUT TIJUANA COPENHAGEN Lasse Lau Mirene Arsanios Felipe Zúñiga-González Mathias Kryger Omar Mismar Museet for Samtidskunst, Roskilde, Denmark Queer Geographies Copyright ©2014 Bunnylau, the artists and the authors All rights reserved including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. Editors Lasse Lau Mirene Arsanios Felipe Zúñiga-González Mathias Kryger Design Omar Mismar Printed in the United States by McNaughton & Gunn, Inc Copy editor Emily Votruba Translators Masha Refka John Pluecker Tamara Manzo Sarah Lookofsky Michael Lee Burgess Lotte Hoelgaard Christensen Cover photo by Flo Maak ISBN 978-87-90690-30-4 Funded in part by The Danish Arts Council Published by Museet for Samtidskunst // Museum of Contemporary Art Stændertorvet 3D DK- 4000 Roskilde Denmark Contents Before the Beginnings... 8 Lasse Lau A Queer Geographer’s Life as an Introduction to Queer Theory, Space, and Time 14 Jen Jack Gieseking Rajwa and Rajwa 22 Randa Mirza Beirut Can Be Fun 24 Mirene Arsanios A Hands Routine 26 Omar Mismar The Thought of Sex—The problematic presentation of Let It Be in Beirut 28 Akram Zaatari Wonderland Uncovered 44 Mirs Rasif Beirut 46 Ghiwa Sayegh Beirut Fantasies 48 Colin Whitaker I’ve Heard Stories 1 50 Marwa Arsanios Des Constructions 52 François-Xavier Courrèges Tajwal 56 Alexandre Paulikevitch LGBTIQ NGOs in Lebanon in the Wake of Postcolonialism and Joseph Masaad’s Critique 58 Jedidiah Anderson Wigged fez on tombstone 64 Hamed Sinno Barely Bodies 66 Ali Cherri Lonely Hearts on Wheels 68 Richard Kahwagi Yet, see him through my eyes 70 Alex Baczynski-Jenkins Pinkwashing in Context 74 Rayya Wehbe Beirut, a City Under my Skin 76 Giulia Guadagnoli Untitled 78 Aya Tarek QueeR code 80 Abril Castro Ventriloquy Show by Way of an Introduction: A Cacophony of Good and Bad Intentions 82 Felipe Zúñiga-González Untitled 86 Flo Maak Tijuana Cuir 90 Dr. Sayak Valencia Triana Ser yo y no morir en el intento 96 Colectivo Tripié: Cesar Fassio, Yadira Noble, Michel Rivera and Elisa Zapata Chico busca chico 98 John Pluecker Galán 100 Gabriel Boils Plaza Santa Cecilia: Public Territory in the Process of Being Conquered 106 Max Mejía and Jesse Anguiano Cosmonaut 108 Felipe Zúñiga-González Transborder Immigrant Tool and Autonets: Survival as Resistance 110 Micha Cárdenas Queer crossing 118 Madam Fancy Experiences and Reflections on Citizenship Construction in Baja California from a Perspective of Gender and Sexual Diversity 120 Rocío Del Río Valverde and Heber Huizar Contreras Technicolor? Or just rainbow tinted lenses 124 Jennifer Donovan and Sayak Valencia Challenges, Promises, and Pitfalls of Queer Theory 128 Brad Epps M.O.M./Shinderei der Sachlichkeit/Amistad Autentica 142 RicHard MendTorr Paramnesia 146 Mathias Kryger I Am the Only One Here, Who Is Not Insane 150 Line Lee Skywalker Karlström How Does One Stop Being a Gay and Start Becoming a Faggot? 154 Mads Ananda Lodahl Queer Mobsites—Queer Mobile Computing 156 Lene Leth Rasmussen Night Swimming 158 Lars Christian Rank Botanical Backlash: Lasse Lau and a Project about Cruising in a Copenhagen Park 160 Mathias Kryger Ever giving useless man 168 Martin Jacob Nielsen A Fairytale 170 Bjørn Rasmussen Untitled 172 Flo Maak #15, #31, #34 174 Wirg (T)OVE HANSEN’S SQUARE 178 Jørgen Callesen/Miss Fish Eight Places on the List of Violence 182 Camilla Tved Hvis verden ligger i lagner? 186 Trine Munk Bordered Bodies 188 Mads Ted Drud-Jensen and Sune Prahl Knudsen Are you a gun/Nothing 194 Tomas Lagermand Lundme What and Where Next? Some Thoughts on a Spatially 196 Queered Recommended Reading List Jen Jack Gieseking Biographies 202 Before the Beginnings… Lasse Lau The inflexible rule that the proof of the pudding is in the eating…1 —Bertolt Brecht He is turning his head to see if I am still there. It’s just before midnight and the sun has set. We are in the park not far from the metal gate that leads us away from the city, it bangs every time someone enters. His face is lit up from one of the lampposts that cast shadows on our faces; they are our only witness. I see him take a left turn down the sloped path that leads onto a small bridge crossing the lake. He starts to accelerate, and I step up my tempo to keep the same distance from him. He checks me out again, and stops in the middle of the bridge, looking out into the dark of the lake, now ignoring my incisive gaze as I pass him. I look back while continuing walking; he’s still ignoring me. I keep turning to see if he will follow me, and briefly mourn the loss of him, still looking into the dark of the lake, until I find the next body to continue the dance with, and hopefully someone after that. My first sexual experiences were in H. C. Ørsted Park in Copenhagen, named after the Danish physicist and chemist who discovered that electric currents create magnetic fields. The dance of bodies in the park, mirroring each other’s body language, learning the codes of desire, felt liberating deep down in my then View of a damaged cigarette machine inside the Stonewall Inn (53 Christopher Street) after riots over the weekend of June 27, 1969. The divided sixteen-year-old closeted soul. I was part of a bar and surrounding area were the site of a series of demonstrations and silent community without words and sentences. I didn’t riots that led to the formation of the modern gay rights movement in mind it—I was not a big talker anyway. The danger of the United States. (Photo by Fred W. McDarrah/Getty Images) AIDS was lurking throughout my intimate explorations (it was the early ’90s, after all) and there was no removed by the city, as in so many other cities. I feel “cure” if the condom broke and an accident occurred. limited and censored by this action, but mostly violated I had earlier called a LGBT hotline, (the abbreviation by the missing reaction of the LGBT community and was shorter then) but hung up at the sound of an their overwhelming collective silence at this attack. An overbearing voice. Later that summer I met an intervention that was initiated by a single conservative American, who suddenly to my surprise started talking politician2 on behalf of his own daughter, who lived in to me, as we pulled up our pants inside one of the the bordering gentrified neighborhood, and because bushes. He invited me to his place, and I did visit him of their personal disgust with gay sex. I decided to later, sneaking out of my dad’s house in the evening act against this crackdown myself by creating an under other pretenses. The American was about eight artificial bush room in an old cold-war shelter that years older, and became my first lover. existed beneath the grass of the park. I had rented the shelter from the city telling them I’d be making an “art” Today, the park is still one of the few popular spots exhibition later that summer. This was a release for where all kinds of shapes and ages can meet, although the unspoken frustration using art—in a symbolic way most of the souls would probably blatantly deny their where cruising could continue—in a post-Duchamp era frequency there, and hide their lust for each other’s when art can be everything. Sous les pavés, la plage.3 warm bodies in the shadow of the trees. In the winter (You can read about this in the Botanical Backslash of 2001, the shrubs and bushes were just as discreetly article by Mathias Kryger on page 160). 8 Queer Geographies The streets, parks, piers, and bathrooms of cruising Mind the Gap represent spaces in the establishment of our counterculture in history. A secret language and social Just as none of us is outside or beyond geography, codes were our weapon, and they were the basis for none of us is completely free from the struggle over the formation of our collective identities, which later geography. That struggle is complex and interesting would become verbalized. But one thing is clear: these because it is not only about soldiers and cannons Powerless Spaces4 are disappearing, being privatized or but also about ideas, about forms, about images and becoming hyper-controlled. Today even bars have for imaginings.7 the most part been succeeded by online communities— or should I say million-dollar businesses—like the —Edward Said phone app Grindr. A change in social circulation, from what George Chauncey describes in the history of Gay New York where intimacy “could only have been In the movie Times Square8 from 1980 the two in public,”5 to today’s online rendezvous—staying characters—lesbian lovers—Nicky and Pamela are within the private sphere, out of the streets and bars, portrayed through the scenery of the streets. The behind closed curtains, under the covers, diminished opening scene in the film has Nicky arriving with her and hidden from any public visibility. Sure apps are boombox at the heart of the Big Apple; she observes corporations, and corporations don’t have inherent and meets characters including street kids, hustlers, values. However, I am not sure for whom and by whom, queers, and others, as an architect’s model is carefully and how much community these apps want to give being carried inside a redevelopment o¶ce. Nicky us, that is something we should question more. The and Pamela meet after been separately hospitalized reality of these spaces—cyber or In Real Life—will for their unspoken “deviant” symptoms.