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“Unfinished Painting” — Keith Haring

This painting was left intentionally incomplete. Haring began it when he was dying due to complications from AIDS, and knew he didn’t have much time left. The piece represents the incomplete lives of him and many others, lost to AIDS during the crisis.

“AIDS Memorial Quilt” — Multiple

This quilt is over 50 tons heavy, and one of, if not the, largest pieces of community folk art. Many people who died of AIDS did not receive funerals, due to social stigma and many funeral homes refusing to handle the deceased’s remains, so this was one of the only ways their lives could be celebrated. Each panel was created in recognition of someone who died due to AIDS, typically by that person’s loved ones.

“Untitled” (Portrait of Ross in L.A.) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres

This pile of candy weighs the same amount as Gonzalez-Torres’ partner, Ross Laycock, did. Ross Laycock had died due to AIDS-related complications earlier that same year. Visitors who see this piece are encouraged to take some of the candy. As they do so, the pile of candy weighs less and less, like how AIDS had deteriorated the body of Ross Laycock.

The SF Gay Men's Chorus

This photo was taken in 1993. The men in white are the surviving original members. Every man in black is standing in for an original member who lost their lives to AIDS.

“Electric Fan (Feel it Motherfuckers); Only Unclaimed Item from the Stephen Earabino Estate, 1997” — John Boskovich

After the death of his lover, Stephen Earabino, from AIDS, Boskovich discovered that his family had completely cleared his room, including Boskovich’s own possessions, save for this fan. An entire person, existence and relationship had been erased, just like so many lives during the AIDS crisis. Boskovich encased the fan in Plexiglass, but added cutouts so that its air may be felt by the viewer, almost like an exhalation. In a sense, restoring Earabino’s breath.

“Blue” — Derek Jarman

This was Jarman’s final feature film, released four months before his death from AIDS-related complications. These complications had left him visually impaired, able to only see in shades of blue. This film consists of a single shot of a saturated blue color, as the soundtrack to the film described Jarman’s life through narration, intercut with the adventures of Blue, a humanization of the color blue. The film's final moments consist of a set of repeated names: “John. Daniel. Howard. Graham. Terry. Paul". These are the names of former lovers and friends of Jarman who had died due to AIDS.

“Untitled” (Perfect Lovers) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres

Created by the same man who created the previous untitled piece, this piece was also inspired by his lover’s deterioration and death due to AIDS. This piece consists of two perfectly alike clocks. Over the course of time, one of the clocks will fall out of sync with the other.

In a letter written to his lover about the piece, before his lover’s passing, Gonzalez-Tourres wrote, “Don't be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, the time has been so generous to us. We imprinted time with the sweet taste of victory. We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space. We are a product of the time, therefore we give back credit were it is due: time. We are synchronized, now forever. I love you.”

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Hello 🌱

I'm a Vietnamese trans woman living in so-called Australia, trying to survive as the global pandemic rages on.

After so long believing I wasn't deserving of living or care, I finally have my first gender-affirming surgery appointment coming up in late November of this year 🌸

This was an incredibly difficult feat for me to achieve, especially after losing my closest supports in the last year due to COVID denialism. I still have a way to go but I have hope within me for the first time in a long time.

I am currently needing to raise $300 to be able to afford the out-of-pocket costs of this upcoming appointment.

If anyone is able to contribute any $ amount they can afford to spare to help me reach this goal it would mean so much – but truly any share, support & solidarity means the world through this hopeful but terrifying & isolating time 💞 Thank you deeply

So much love to all my trans siblings and elders 💌

Ko-fi to Support Gender-Affirming Surgery Costs

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with all my heart ...

(my computer wouldn't let me screen record this scene properly so it looks like an animatic but the scene is so good either way)

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no. 3

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I look towards the future and I'm not sure I see myself there

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ngoại nhớ

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i've been really getting into bed lately

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apr2

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this is the colour I hope the sky is when I pass on 🩵

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you've watched me / and loved me / and taught me / my whole life

teaching you my name / sitting beside you / was untouchable / until it wasn't

until it was your hand / and your pen / and your paper / you gave me to hold

on the note / I pass back to you:

everything 🤎

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in english

you speak like no one else

bright stac – ca – to

in Nội's language

you sound like any other vietnamese man

your charm

isn't in your words though

I think that because I think

you gave it to me

in some way

and we never spoke really

we watched

each other

I wouldn't be shy if I grew up

in your country

(I think)

you would be happy if you grew up

there with me

(I think)

then I remember

the sea brought you here

along with the wind

but the sand in your home

comes from

somewhere else

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there's flooding inside

pouring down (from)

somewhere else

//

april

(so far)

has shown me ending

in third place

//

everything is second nature

to me

//

the floor's wet

there's spiders here

hearing why

//

no one knows

the answer as well

as him

//

again

why (him) again

why

again

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inside the plush

april rx

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I want to be held and I want someone to run the back of their hands and arms against my neck and face but I also want that someone to be me

I don't know if I like mdmaIt feels like there's a sunken spot in my heart but the edges of it has wingsI just wanna feel what my dad feelsI feel sad feel okay

I feel drunk but better but not as good too

I'm already over it but I could start again

I need to wear my glasses I look at my reflection I just see Ba and it makes me sadI see me when I have my glasses though

I feelgood I want to smile and laugh together hehehe

I feel lighter so much lighter

Not like I could fly but like my bones aren't falling anymore they're just there no pain no hurt justhtere there

there there no more surprise feeling

em đi em ay em đi đau vay em em.....m...d ...m ...a

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>_<

ᴗ .ᴗ

ZZZzzz

1half pill <half life>

playing ribbons then nostalgia, ULTRA.

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má và ba và con

his presence bare enough it's gone yet never leaves

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would love to learn more about trans sexuality and embodiment with sex toys/devices 💖

could anyone recommend any readings, art, histories etc? 🫶🏽 I'm particularly keen to learn more about transfeminine folks using strap-ons during sex – as that relates to my own desires and exploration right now – but I'm interested in everything :)

especially seeking knowledge from trans peers and elders of the global majority <3 tyy