
By Erin Fae
I first came to know the work of Miss Van on the streets of San Francisco. There, on the corner of Fillmore and Height, was a curvaceous bunny girl painted on the outside of a door. She had large sultry lips and barely-open eyes.

Imagine you’ve been kicked out of your home for being queer, and you’ve just run away with your first Daddy. The relationship doesn’t work out, and you decide to go move back to Portland, Oregon…. That is how Sassafras Lowrey’s debut novel, Roving Pack, begins. Roving Pack transports the reader to the gritty underground Portland, [...]

Do you remember that latch-hook rug hanging on your grandma’s wall? It may have been orange and brown, with a hint of avocado. Maybe you’ve only come across them at thrift stores. You might have gotten a kit as a child and pulled those tiny pieces of yarn through their plastic frames. However you encountered [...]

What we call magic markers in North America, Australians call Textra. Have no doubt, though: Alrene Textaqueen makes magic with felt tipped pens. Textaqueen loves markers and she loves her fierce queer community. She’s spent the past ten years drawing women and genderqueer folk “un-dressed-up” in her series of portraits entitled Textranudes. Textaqueen’s work feels [...]

One thing I vividly remember from my youth is the fervor with which my mother collected Lladró…and I just didn’t get it. I wasn’t the sort that liked dolls and dress-up (though I do now), so I could not understand what it was about these porcelain sculptures that she liked so enjoyed. If my mother [...]

I first discovered Bailey because of his paintings of women from the waist down (I couldn’t help but look), but I was ultimately drawn in by combination of birds, beasts, lollipops and ladies. Eric Bailey’s work is sexy. It’s also sweet. These qualities exist above and below the surface. Flip through his portfolio and you’ll [...]
By Erin Fae It’s no secret that I love all things vintage. Show me a scene with 1950s gender roles, and I swoon. Put me in a library packed with books about Victorian mourning and indulge me in 19th century vice. I am in heaven. What I love even more, however, is turning vintage inside-out [...]
By Erin Fae
This photo (Catherine Opie, “Pervert—Self-Portrait,” NSFW link: http://emuseum2.guggenheim.org/media/full/2003.68_ph_web.jpg) scared me when I was 16. Part of the fear was my own fascination.
By Erin Fae
There must have been something in the coffee in Austria at the start of the last century. Maybe the models were different in their poses, inspiration and influence. Whatever it was, so much of the work produced by members of the Vienna Secession makes me swoon.