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Latex dinner last night at Bai Tong. Much chat. Lovely sweet young things and even sweet not-so-young things in their shinery finery, talking about the upcoming Seattle Erotic Art Festival, shiny clothing, and many other things. I ate a carb-free dinner like a gay boy because hey, I'd made & eaten cornbread earlier.
On the way home I took a one-block detour past the Mercury, which wasn't quiiiite open at the time. A few doors up from them, though, is something called Passable. I'd seen the sign before, made to look like the NASA "worm" logo from the '70s. Naturally, that choice of name long ago made me narrow my eyes: that word means something a bit sinister* to trans people, and anyone who'd rent a space on Capitol Hill surely knows that. But even the logo sign alone suggested that it was a bunch of freaky bohemians so I didn't pay too much attention.
But when I passed by last night, there was a sandwich board announcing an art walk. The door was ajar, and there were freaky bohemians inside with a mess o' art! Being an art nun is in my very username, so I had to go in.
I recognized one artist's name: Shelly Farnham! She's a Burning Man buddy from waaaay back; I camped with her and the rest of the Space Virgins in '07. I used to take the Wendling to Dorkbot meetings (motto: people doing weird things with electricity) down in South Lake Union before Amazon took it over completely.
Shelly's piece, "Pain Doll", was about how she nearly died from an infection; she'd saved all the syringes of antibiotics and arranged them around an LED figure of a woman. Noice! There was also a figure of a ballerina in black tape held upright by a vise on her foot, and the remains of "Cranes for 'Kraine".
So Passable is the collective that she founded! She invited me to join. It broke my heart to tell Shelly and her colleagues that I'm not an artist, but I totally put myself on their mailing list and chipped in some cash.
Oh yeah: another Burner campmate from back then, Levi Clark, also had at least one piece there. He's also a house DJ about town.
So yeah, I had a way better than average night out last night. That kind of thing, folks, is why I live in a big city. Happiness.
*And why would "passable" be sinister? It's a reminder of the violence and harrassment many trans people face if we don't or can't assimilate.
On the way home I took a one-block detour past the Mercury, which wasn't quiiiite open at the time. A few doors up from them, though, is something called Passable. I'd seen the sign before, made to look like the NASA "worm" logo from the '70s. Naturally, that choice of name long ago made me narrow my eyes: that word means something a bit sinister* to trans people, and anyone who'd rent a space on Capitol Hill surely knows that. But even the logo sign alone suggested that it was a bunch of freaky bohemians so I didn't pay too much attention.
But when I passed by last night, there was a sandwich board announcing an art walk. The door was ajar, and there were freaky bohemians inside with a mess o' art! Being an art nun is in my very username, so I had to go in.
I recognized one artist's name: Shelly Farnham! She's a Burning Man buddy from waaaay back; I camped with her and the rest of the Space Virgins in '07. I used to take the Wendling to Dorkbot meetings (motto: people doing weird things with electricity) down in South Lake Union before Amazon took it over completely.
Shelly's piece, "Pain Doll", was about how she nearly died from an infection; she'd saved all the syringes of antibiotics and arranged them around an LED figure of a woman. Noice! There was also a figure of a ballerina in black tape held upright by a vise on her foot, and the remains of "Cranes for 'Kraine".
So Passable is the collective that she founded! She invited me to join. It broke my heart to tell Shelly and her colleagues that I'm not an artist, but I totally put myself on their mailing list and chipped in some cash.
Oh yeah: another Burner campmate from back then, Levi Clark, also had at least one piece there. He's also a house DJ about town.
So yeah, I had a way better than average night out last night. That kind of thing, folks, is why I live in a big city. Happiness.
*And why would "passable" be sinister? It's a reminder of the violence and harrassment many trans people face if we don't or can't assimilate.
