are you a dyke (2025-?)
Performance
Elles miroitent, les gouines virtuelles. Regarde, dans cet univers!
In daddy’s club, it’s not always easy to find them. Associates of the gay secession, scattered in a tide of shadows and decoys, the temple dykes nonetheless guard their land, secure pockets of freedom and keep sight on daughters who might need help. A couple times, they fiercely came to my rescue. I am forever grateful.
This is why I initiated an online channel for whenever a sister might need us. In the masc metropolis, where sex and money braid tight, it can be challenging to be a full lesbian. Temptation is real, but so is glory. Eternal respect to the proud, hard working girls.
The card is tool of becoming and instrument for my study. The reactions it triggers nourish my philosophy. Nowadays, people swear they can transcend binaries. In my experience, things can be quite black and white. Sometimes the cut is clean and you must choose a side.
Hype momentum. Seizing the frail, evanescent support. Straight ladies can go mad when refused access to our world. Territorial monsters crunching with their one-man private army. An angel's face can hide a true demon. Nevertheless, If dykes are heroines, all women are divine. Between revolt and a shelter, there is simply no better choice.
I know all this first-hand because I am often the incarnation of an abandoned dream, a lost future. Europe fantasises Berlin, a touristy affair with a hot druggy freak, a tribe glimpsed on a steamy morning, blinds open for a brief, printing instant. The mourning of a safer life and that of joining the avant-garde can then clash in confused violence and frustration.
Paradox. Turning everyone gay. A wise drag queen once said, “if we were all lesbians, we would live in the year 3000”. The dismantling of patriarchal power is underway. With this pocket portal I hope to lend a hand, however small, to my beloved Amazons. Transsexual power and curse, a gate into the other side. German technique: like bricks, one by one, little by little.