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the following day was oh so enjoyable despite the angry look on my face, thats what happens when you draw in a quasi-euphoric state.
“that’s it, thats the one i want”
is that a broken finger or a finger who stretched the limits?
I have been back from the Tranny Roadshow for about a week and am still reeling from the experience, even though it was just a few days.
Kit Yan: Badass (www.goodasiandrivers.com) Lexington, Kentucky
The venues were all different and receptive in their own ways and each featured an audience distinct from one to the next. I was surprised by the turn out in Kentucky, which I considered to be overwhelmingly conservative. The audience had the most cross-generational group of trans folk I had ever seen along with a horde of straight allies.
Jamez Terry talks about his penis, Lexington, Kentucky
“They address the sort of mess our mind falls into when we’re trying to move past the binary message,” … “A lot of people here feel queasy in their stomach when they have to deal with that. And the Tranny Roadshow slaps you upside the head with it. Gently.”
-Carole Fischer, a producer at BloomingOUT
Ignacio Rivera (www.ignaciorivera.com) Bloomington, Indiana
Here is an article about the Roadshow featured in Indiana Daily Student that features a pretty amazing picture of myself:
http://www.idsnews.com/news/story.aspx?id=65507&comview=1
Dallas/Marie Spitzer (www.myspace.com/dallasmariespitzer)
Cincinatti, Ohio
The article made me think a great deal of the nature of our performances. I realize I do not always consider what the audience is receiving but what I am giving them as a shared experience. Which yes, I purposely make vague or cryptic, but I do not so much consider it escapism. I see the performances as escape and response. This is what we do for survival being of marginalized identities, creating art, and this is how we share that or release that, through performing.
It is a novel for me to read someone saying how “educational” our performances were on the transgender community as it is novel for them to witness the show. This is not meant as a bitter comment, but I have long since even tried to interpret what the audience thinks of a performance since it is such an ever-going process to me, which is ever true of my sex/gender as well.
Mary Magician Lexington, Kentucky
Be sure to check out the links to all the performers who were so incredible and supportive and sexy all the way.
The Tranny Roadshow will also be touring the Northeast and Pacific Northwest with a different line-up of performers, so don’t put your pants back on just yet…
if you didnt realize spongebob was a transexual than there is no hope for you…
..thanks
her legs said run for it and she listened. they were possessed by some unsightly demons, one she wished to forget so instead of storing them in her head they sunk into her legs. she forgot about these ghostlings until they grew up and shredded her tights and she bled down from the insides of her legs.
thats when they told her to run and thats when, for the first time, she decided to listen to them.
we flail and we flail and we may flail some more. it just seems in the nature of flailing to always be a plural.
her legs reached for the sky as her head pierced the ground. they said “now you know how it must fell and you must know how it feels”
“if we can not have us then no one can…”
is this when we wake up or is this when we wake up?
the stitching tentacle journal is bursting out from the seems and the pages are getting all stuck together. For this reason I missed one of the little suckers.
This one is legitmately the fifteenth of january while the one in the prior post is actually the fourteenth; the rest of them are correct.
Thanks Kentucky for changing my preception of you minus the IHOP whose crayons colored the above image.
highway drawing from four different states: kentucky, indiana, ohio, pennsylvania…
i don’t know of time, these rotting leaves are the only clock i have:
leaves care of january fourteenth 2k9
leaves care of october thirteenth 2k8 from stitching tentacles: book one
I posted this before but please bu sure to attend or tell your Midwest friends, family or comrades to attend the Tranny Roadshow Ohio River Valley Tour.
Here are the Dates:
January 15th: Unitarian Universalist Church of Lexington, Lexington, Kentucky 7p.m.
January 16th: Boxcar Books, Bloomington, Indiana 8p.m.
January 17th: University of Cincinatti West Campus, Cincinatti, Ohio 7p.m.
Check out www.trannyroadshow.com for bios of performers, pictures from past performances, and future shows to be taking place in the NorthEast and Pacific Northwest this year.
I’ll be touring with myself, my ukulele, and my fresh friend, the platypus in our performance “Ballad of the Platypus (Balladypus)”
sometimes tentacles require an intricacy reserved for the dexterity of mice or beetles
i am really not very sure.
its just that without the simple care of careful hands the seams have a tendency to come undone: please do not be so rough, but always be reckless
When I was in high school, the work of Shepard Fairey inspired and radicalized me in many ways. I would drive to locations around the suburbs with a stack of obey stickers and a stack of my own stickers bearing my tag name, as well as anti- sweatshop/ nike and anti- taco bell stickers. I would sticker the heck out of an area, whether it be my high school or a shopping area and head back deeper into the suburbs towards home.
Coming from a place of class privilege, this was a safe exercise for me. My transition into radical politics was not so much empowering as liberating from the constrains and expectations of middle classdom. Though being white and middle class means i could get away with stickering, even when i got caught. Though these experiences defined me as an activist, the problematic side of my radicalization was that it was never framed in how to be an ally or how to be accountable. The artwork of Shepard Fairey, and similiarly the works of Crimethinc., did not help me address privilege as an activist but further ignore it, (ab)using these entitlements in different ways.
The original stickers stating “obey” were ironic, subversive, and in themselves a critique of consumeristic culture. Moving away from the famous wreslter, Fairey has made a comfortable living off co-opted radical images from the likes of Angela Davis, Huey P. Newton, Vietnamese freedom fighters, among others. Its like some backwards psudeo-faux-irony that is just, as Favianna Rodriguez put it, “straight up sad.”
Please do not maserade your art as something radical or progressive if you are going to turn around make shit like the image above. There is a gaping gorge between working for social change and selling out the people, not a thin blurry line.
Favianna Rodiguez wrote a post far more articulate than this one. Link to it here:
http://favianna.typepad.com/faviannacom_art_activism/
It was only this morning I saw the work of artist Nick Cave and I am already completely enamored. The work blurs the line between visual art and performance and is reinforcing positive culture both modern and ancestral.
See the post at the Wooster Collective blog (link to right) for more videos.
