i’m issue; i’m free
may 4 – 25, 2014
opening reception Sunday May 4, 2–4 pm
i’m issue; i’m free “I shall always push through curtains to privacy,
and want some whispered words alone.”
For the past seven months, my studio and library have shared a space. This renders physical the impure quality of my various art activities. My making, writing, and modes of platforming spring into being as interrelated parts; I don’t wish to obfuscate my deep feelings about art history nor the hope I harbor for ways that community can form. This work is intimately entangled with the apparatuses by which my practice is constituted, but also those that I elect to help construct. I’m endlessly curious about what of significance might be apprehended among several positions or along their margins.
To traverse these braided pathways—these crisscrossed lines of desire and orientation—I felt that I needed to build a time machine, and so I sewed a pillow. I ravished a piece of velvet with my teeth to get a feeling for a painting Jasper Johns made after he and Rauschenberg broke up. Appropriative gestures in painting became utterly sincere ones. I arranged a private liaison with Jon, one of the sweet people who run peregrineprogram, and hope to tell you more about that after the fact. My mom said, all too eagerly, “At least you’re on the game board!”
 Are You Being Served?, created and written by Jeremy Lloyd and David Croft. London: BBC1, 1972–1985
 Virginia Woolf. The Waves. Ware, Hertforshire: Wordsworth Editions Limited, 2000. This exhibition coincides with one I’ve curated for the Hills Esthetic Center (128 N Campbell Ave, Chicago, IL 60612). Miss Kilman and She Were Terrible Together opens on the evening of May 9th and continues through June 6th. Jasper Johns, Painting Bitten by a Man, 1961. Encaustic on canvas mounted on type plate, 9 1/2 x 6 7/8”. Museum of Modern Art. Clue: The Great Museum Caper. Parker Brothers, 1991.
The Louisiana House yesterday voted to uphold an unconstitutional state ban on sodomy — essentially political jargon for gay sex — as part of its “crimes against nature” law.
In Lawrence v. Texas in 2003, the Supreme Court ruled that sodomy bans are unconstitutional. But a handful of states, including Louisiana, refuse to change their anti-sodomy laws. While the statute technically can’t be used as a basis to arrest people, Louisiana deputies have reportedly made sodomy-related arrests recently, inciting a lawmaker to try to repeal it.
Against all logic or reason, on Tuesday, the state House voted 66-27 to keep the anti-sodomy law in place.
In a letter urging Louisiana lawmakers to reject the proposal, the influential Christian lobbying organization wrote, “Louisiana’s anti-sodomy statute is consistent with the values of Louisiana residents who consider this behavior to be dangerous, unhealthy, and immoral.”
In a hearing earlier this month, Bill Smith, a member of the Louisiana Family Forum, told committee members that anti-sodomy laws save the lives of gay people by decreasing their exposure to HIV.
"I have homosexuals in my family. I’m here out of love and concern for the health of these people," Smith said in April. “The fact is this opens up ways for them to really kill themselves.”
I want to scream and cry and throw things.
…yes kids, thats my #DirtyCOCK hanging out of my pocket dripping SEED, sorry IM JUST THAT BIG #bigdick #bbbh #showoff
Victor Hugo, circa 1866; pen, brush, brown ink and wash on cream paper. It can be found in Shadows of a Hand: The Drawings of Victor Hugo.
Luc Sante titled his essay on Hugo—included in his book Kill All Your Darlings—after this drawing. Note that the tentacles form the letters V and H.
Hugo pasted this drawing into his own manuscript of Toilers of the Sea, where it corresponds to the following text:At night, however, and particularly in the hot season, she becomes phosphorescent. This horrible creature has her passions, she awaits her submarine nuptials. She adorns herself, setting herself alight and illuminating herself; and from the height of some rock she may be seen in the deep obscurity of the waves below, expanding with a pale aureole — a spectral sun.