maybe i love u too in a post
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maybe i love u too in a post
3$ in a maybe i love u too wa y post-spider kind of special eng lish edition of “IT’S RAININ the queer comic zine G DYKES” by lolagouine www.lolagouine.org ilpleutdesgouines.blogspot.com [email protected] so that’s it, a special edition of the wonderful queer comix zine “It’s raining dykes” is in your hands/legs/lips/etc. start er comix zine about? Ok, let’s que this is at wh ut abo a ide any dykes”): But maybe you don’t have if you’re a fan of “It’s raining this skip y ma u (yo ing inn beg at the it mone since 2004, i decided to do sent for zin this ng doi n bee i’ve and e a wonderful pre 1- my name is lolagouine ntreal, and that’s how it becamgraphist designer and i do Mo in ime tert win ing dur 6 200 and thly in for me. I’m a queer illustrator friends and a terrible nightmare e. many other things appart this zin nces. s, couch surfing and diy experie . den gar nity mu com es, bik ss, pre ake are alive and aw 2- i believe in zines, small think about: that’s the proof we to gs thin ny ma e hav still we I think only in lish, but i’ve made this edition oever eng and ch fren i.e. e, zin l gua time, i try to reach wh 2- originally, this is a bilin people speak English and, this speaking countries where i the of st mo e aus Bec y? Wh . glish English l In the US, but also in non-en wants to read riot dyke comix. ause i believe zines and independent press are a powerful tooBec com . l ue so every cultura meet people through english doing zines in their mother-tongnot my mother tongue (it’s ple peo t por sup i n, atio nic mu is of com ne. As you’ve guessed, english munity may build their zine sceinded about grammar and spelling mistakes in this comic.. not french either), be open-m racist, d it if you are a queerphobic, prorea not ter bet ’d you e: zin er endment, pro-life and 3- this is an activist que gious fundamentalist, pro 2nd-amare everywhere, we smarter reli ist, ital cap list, eria imp t, inis we mysog e for consequences if you do, war bushit form of life. Be prepar and much funnier than you. 40 www.lolagouine.net ilpleutdesgouines.blogspot.com [email protected] and my g cío, javier rand-pare nts. ro , ro l crews. sis , little b d montrea n le a tt li in , rl d e a b d , , ulouse e to mum pepes., to d lover. rs rl o o special lov b w h e ig e th n around franson, To my all to leanne u k n a th big And a big the end 1 2 39 38 3 37 4 5 36 6 35 Our western societies (much influenced by christianism) have transformed love in an all-life comitment with your other half (might it be the blue prince or the pink princess, never both and never the one of the same sex as you): we have been taught that it just happens one sunny day and that you just find the perfect one whose eyes are gonna light your way forever and ever. Happy end. Luckily for us, it’s much funnier than just falling in love for somebody: you’d better stand up because building relationships from the floor is really a fucking mess. Knitting links with “special” people (lovers, friends, family) implies thinking and questionning one’s position face to the other. Equality, respect of the other and respect of oneself (don’t feeling “we have to”), being aware that we don’t have a relationship, we build one. That the “special one” is not special: she/ he is an alive, complex person, not a hollywood dream. And, because we are not a hollywood dream either, we have the right to get angry, be afraid and do mistakes. The best you know yourself the most honest you can be with other people, and the easiest will be to put your limits. Relationships start here, now, with your “special” you. Fucking mess, i’m telling you. 34 7 8 33 9 32 10 31 May i say t No not ye hat’s all folks? t, i leave y ries, que stions an ou with post-spi d d nonPCspeaking er stoon sex. Some peo p spider is le have told me t well wel the best charact hat this postl, i feel er of my i little Mostly be comics, bi c But i ass ause i’m fucking t dissapointed. u je ders sayi me it’s true, ever alous. n y hater-lo g big, evident tru body likes spiver. Scre th to the i a got a pro blem cum ming “hey darlin r queer g min’ or w to be hea hat?” lou you’ve r d enough Everybod d by neighbors. y puritan s loves spiders s peaking ociety. In sm to a Voilà, vo ilà, some the face. s sexy legs . More cu trip taste of post mmin’ ve ry very s -spider oon. 11 30 mix of modernity and tradition, fire, sea and tourism further (African photography and corruption.Sometime it gets a nice sour-sweet taste, cinema, for example). sometimes it stinks, sometimes you may be surprised of “I want to be a butch” is the title of a song by Les reines the richness you may discover. As many spanish people already born during the democra- Prochaines, an all-female group cy (from 1978 on), i was brought up with Stars Wars and where Pipilotti Rist (the great went rebel with Nirvana. I started learning english at swiss artist) and her sisters 8 and went on my own to the UK at 15.I’ve seen more US used to play. Because i love this films than european ones (even if i prefer independent song and i love Rist’s videos european cinema),i know better New York city neigh- and writings, i thought that was bourhood names than Madrid ones, and my visual cul- the best possible title for the ture has been nourrished by the US: painting, comics, comic book. Also because the fact photography, cinema, tv series. As i was also quite of being a title in english works punk, lived in squats and learnt women self-defense, as a is an introduction to the US i got to discover riot grrrl and queercore thinking influence conflict of the main and art.There has never been something like this in character. spain, there’ve been many other amazing things (“la movida” in the early 80s) but because of my influence Well, you’re right, it may be background,i recognize that i was more receptive for quite autobiographical, but not completely. Writing a queer story any form of revolution coming from North America. But not everything is love. This is not a love song for implies some autobiographical the US: it is a recognition of its powerful influence contents, some “it happened to in some young european creators, due to the economic me” experience, but there are also some beautiful stories from imperialism that the US imposes on the whole earth. But there are other artistic influences coming from friends and from places i’ve nedifferent parts of the world: Japanese graphic arts ver been to. (manga, anime, video games, graphic design), Latin But anyway, everything is real, American literature and painting, and East Europe aes- true. Reality surprises imaginathetics (Berlin architecture, polish design, ex-yugos- tion quite often. lavia cartoons). And of course there will be more and 29 12 how to be a radikal queer in mediterranean spain? I promise you it’s true. Everything. Everything you can read in my new queer comic is absolutely true. Even this beginning with the lesbian orgy during Le Tigre last concert in Barcelona (2005). I was there and i got to speak to Kathleen Hanna, Johanna Fateman and JD Samson at the end of the concert: “i’ve never seen anything like that before, not even in New York city”. Neither have i. And that’s why i think it worths a comic book: because mediterranean coast is one of the maddest places in western culture, and when you add it the spectacular world of spanish tradition and the cosmopolitan taste of big cities you only can have something too mad. Mad enough to be in an Almodovar’s film and still be true. Independent and queer comics are living a revolution in spain since publishers like La Cúpula, De facto and Sins entido are translating Alison Bechdel and Ralf Köning into spanish and promoting queer and social activist cartoonists. That’s just one consequence of the big revolution spanish society is living. I’m not into capitalist gay culture.I believe in diy, underground, anticapitalist queer culture, but i’m not against laws reclaiming human rights for everyone. Same sex marriages, pre-op trans sex changes in identity papers and artificial insemination are now supported by law, which is something not happening in many other countries of the European Union (my favourite examples are France, Ireland and Poland...). It doesn’t mean we have to stop: sex workers, inmigrants and many others are still lacking basic human rights, but it’s not a bad beginning. Wanting to be a radikal queer in mediterranean spain is also to be confronted to the adaptation of American culture influence (riot grrrl music, indie art, underground comix, queer theory) into every day spanish life. Thinking anglo-saxon cultural models and people in a place whith mediterranean way of communicating, and a chaotic 28 13 27 14 26 15 25 16 i do com ics be cau se i do n’t kn ow ho w to pla y gu ita r i’ve always wanted to be a punk-rock music star. Sweating in my t-shirt and making people scream with my words. Jumping around the scene. But i’ve never been patient enough to learn more than 3 notes in a guitar. Even if there’re some people making music with just 3 notes, i felt it was not enough for me. What makes me also quit the idea of becoming a rock star, was the fact that i was not good at writing. I like punk rock music with smart lyrics. I’m one of those who listen to words and sentence rythm, who thrills with the accurateness of an expression or of a message. Let’s give an example: when i think “Björk” what comes into my mind is the simplest line of words “how scandinavian of me” (this makes my heart beat to highway speed without any reason). I imagine Björk voice has something to do with it. I came to drawing because i wanted to express myself. I found out that drawing was the best way for me to say how i felt and what i thought. And comics added to drawings the possibility of narration and/or developpement of an idea in succesive steps (= cases). It came to me that drawing comics was the closest way of expression to the music i like, because verbal narration and ideas developpement are an important part of them both. I also came to drawing because i was not patient to learn how to play guitar but i was able to stay quiet for hours drawing. It never happens to me to get angry because i’m not able to get a good drawing, i just go out for a walk, come back and look for a new sheet of paper. I’m sure i’d have smashed the guitar against the wall a thousand times before learning how to make a D. I’m not at all a patient person except if i’ve got a pen and some paper. Everybody has a different way of expression, what it’s important is to find it. I’ve always wanted to be a punk-rock music star, and even if i don’t jump around a scene, i feel making independent comics is very close to my childhood dream. Who needs a mike with a bunch of pens in the hand? 17 24 power: treating suicide, drugs addiction and homosexuality as genetical illenesses. Saying that poor people are poor because they don’t work enough, reducing taxes fron rich people, creating a ministery of national identity. Someone who says that “working makes you free” is repeating, word by word, the sign at the entrance of Auschwitz extermination camp. And now what? I decide to go to the main square of the city: i should meet somebody, people enraged, sad, mad of frustration. The square is far away. I do hitch-hiking and a red car stops. The two black guys ask me where i go, i tell them, they smile, they’d love to go but cars are already burning on the outskirts where they live. “It’s gonna be a very dangerous night to stay out, be careful, we are with you”. In the square, 200 people are waiting for something to happen, for more enraged people to come. There are some old spanish refugees, they cry: “we’ve spent our lifes fighting for freedom and rights for everyone, and look what they’re gonna do now”. We start walking to the UMP center (the right-from-the-right party that won elections), some people have climbed the city halll and burnt the french flags 18 No policemen. We are 50 m. from the UMP main door and then we hear it. Policemen arriving from all the narrow streets around. Tear gas raining on us. We run, we cough, we cry. Tear gas follows us and enters our noses and our lungs. We are mice is the old town. There’s no escape, policemen are waiting at every corner and we hear and breath more and more tear gas. To defend us, we build a wall of rubbish bins and we burn them. Some people are bleeding. Police start firing fake bullets against us. You don’t die but they fucking hurt. (Once i heard about a child who died from a fake bullet during a demonstration) We run everywhere, in small affinity groups so that nobody’s left behind. But it’s a blind running because there’s no way to know if policemen are hiding next corner. People at the windows shout “fascist!” to us. It’s hard for to believe what we hear. We are fascist because we don’t respect people’s decision of putting a rightfrom-the-right guy in the power. It’s like they have forgotten who are firing against who. But they haven’t: they are happy to see their french policemen firing against leftists vandals. Luckily for us, not all people living around are the same. Some help us to choose the good street from their windows. Some ride their bikes to tell us where to hide. Some open us their houses to give us a rest, a glass of water, a bed for the wounded. It’s 2 a.m. when i decide to go back home. It’s not worthy to get arrested tonight. We need to be in the streets tomorrow and for the next 5 long years. As i walk in the dark i see an injured city . No lights in the street, burned cars and bins, glasses on the sidewalks, blood, pieces of wood, plastic. I hear police cars, guns firing far away. Above the city, threating us not to forget who has the power here, 5 army helicopters search for hiding leftist terrorists, as newspapers call us tomorrow morning. 23 bombes lacrimo/tear gas Just one minute to know the new French president. I’m waiting in front of the tv at my friend Sonia’s house in Toulouse (southern france). She isnt here, i’m on my own with the two cats, the eyes fixed on the old tv screen. I moved from spain to france 8 years ago, thinking that this country was more open-minded and more socially concern. I was right then, now i’m wrong. France is not the country of human rights even if they, hypocritically, insist on it. Institutional discrimination, policemen and laws approved by the old home secretary (what a surprise, he’s the one who’s gonna be elected new french president!!!) are responsible for children being taken away from public school to their “original country” (children born in france whose parents are “illegal” inmigrants), sex workers suffering from more and louder violence from the state and state representants (protitution is not forbidden in france but the fact of attiring the attention of someone to exchange sex for money is...), racial and social segregation against people living in poor outskirts which ended in street riots in 2006. I still have many examples to give if you need more. Nicolas Sarkozy is the new president, as everyone in france has guessed: that’s how a fascisteuro guy gets the 22 19 20 21