From the desk of the artistic director of Buddies in Bad Times Theatre.
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"That is, the undoing of privilege occurs not by individuals confessing their privileges or trying to think themselves into a new subject position, but through the creation of collective structures that dismantle the systems that enable these privileges."
"Hungry Bottom comics are clever, sassy, funny, artful, bratty…and insightful and wise. The theme for Williams’ biographical comic is emblazoned boldly on the first volume’s front cover: “Wow, you are a hungry bottom!” Williams prefaces his book by saying that some of the comics began as single-page “zingers.” That said, he’s done a great job of merging these single shots into the narrative of his tale.
These are stories of self-discovery, so it stands to reason that at the beginning our hero is young, excited, randy, somewhat naïve, sometimes bratty and ready for anything. He’s a bottom, but a tough, persistent, and self-affirming one (even in the face of ever-persistent bullying) and that is where some of the one-shot panels really excel. An excellent one page spread called “Through the Years” portrays four panels, each with only one speech bubble of dialog: “Faggot.” The dialog bubble in the first panel comes from an accusatory finger-pointer, labeling the young Williams who is playing dolls with a girl on the playground. The second panel shows Williams as a young man in a movie theater on a date with a girl, his own thought bubble questioning, “Faggot?” The third panel shows him nestled in another boy’s crotch sucking away (next to textbooks and Teen Titans comics), and this thought bubble flatly says, “[…]Faggot.” The fourth panel shows him smiling towards the mirror at the completion of a great haircut, “Faggot! ” and with his stylist looking on, we see he’s discovered himself and his wider community.
What’s fun about these comics is watching Williams grow. In the first comic, Jean Genet, Camille Paglia and Beyoncé quotations fuel his explorations of clubbing, sex, and what it means to be a gay man. Reading his comics of sexual adventure (and I mean both reading the dialog and reading the pictures) is like eating chocolate swirl ice cream—you have to follow lots of twists and turns to get all the good stuff.”
"A woman holds a hand-held mirror
& sees a total eclipse of the sun
behind her. She turns but there is no sun.
There is only a no-sun where
the sun should be & just below it
an elm sapling dangling in the sky
from a series of pulleys. She lies down
on the sun-warmed rock behind her
motorcycle. She whispers to herself this is the totality & the totality
whispers back no, it is this.
Unable to sleep she returns
to her apartment, locks the door
& becomes a tiny flame."
- Mathias Svalina, from “The Bad Infinite/The Divine Infinite” (via heteroglossia)