With her latest book, The Freezer Door, Sycamore breaks down language and genre to confront intimacy, the politics of gay bars, and to find the communities we desire.
In this excerpt from her interview in BOMB’s winter 2021 issue, Mattilda Bernstein Sycamore discusses activism, gay bars, and her forthcoming book, The Freezer Door.
As an Indigenous poet, Belcourt is creating space for himself and his community in “a world we did not want, a world that we did not build for ourselves.”
The painter looks back on five decades of experimentation and how that’s generated new levels of confidence and clarity in her art.
The filmmaker on her 1995 film BloodSisters documenting San Francisco’s leather-dyke scene.
The performance artist aka Dynasty Handbag recounts her journey from the San Francisco DIY scene to New York’s avant-garde theater world and ultimately to Hollywood.
My favorites are the ones you see, but I have a lot you don’t see unless I’m naked. And I’m not going to get naked now. I’m too embarrassed with you.
Cypriano’s documentary Born to Be follows the profound journeys of several patients and doctors at the Mount Sinai Center for Transgender Medicine and Surgery.
In her paintings, videos, and installations, Ganesh plays with the distinction between art object and artifact, myth and history, to posit alternative, emancipatory futures.
Bruce Boone Dismembered selects from four decades of unflinching, intimate prose and poetry on gay life by the cofounder of San Francisco’s New Narrative movement.
Since the ’70s, the filmmaker, video artist, and pioneer of “media dance” has recorded exceptional bodies in motion—dancers, drag queens, and punk musicians.
The writer on the fiction of autobiography, drugs as a gateway to gender euphoria, and trans writing that remakes the world.
The artist mines the visual languages of virtual reality, contemporary dance, music videos, ancient Roman architecture, and West African shrouding rituals to create a “weird, metastasized utopia” of digital social space.
A 1950s queer cinema staple has been restored.
My twin and I met in the Midwestern college town where she lives, at a fan convention for Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I was dressed as Faith, the bad slayer in black leather and burgundy lips.
Nuanced identity and adolescent angst from Greenland.
The writer on kill bro poems, cyborg transformations as erotic experiences, and implicating the self.
Hidden passions made to be seen.