Visual
AIDS and The Body
present:
some thoughts / for you
Dedicated to the Members of Viausl AIDS

LUIS CARTE
"Crowbar, NYC", 1996, Gelatin silver print, 8" x 10"
NOTE: Previous exhibitions are also available
on the website.
i.
The thematic thread of this gallery lies in the detailed
representations of spaces in these artworks: rooms, domestic spaces,
interiors, streetscapes, city landmarks, public places, the out-of-doors.
While we tend to look primarily at the human subject(s) in these artworks,
the spaces depicted are nevertheless important components to each photograph
and painting, full of information and meaning.
Spatiality and environments are something I’ve started
to always look for when I engage with the visual archive of HIV and
AIDS. They speak to how people lived and live, to everyday lives and
experiences, to resistance and challenges.
These representations of spaces resonate with me strongly.
ii.
Particularly, I look for traces of these spaces in art
in the hopes that they can provide an expanded sense of the spaces we
get to be in presently. I’ve been thinking a lot about something
the artist and writer Avram Finkelstein said when my friend Alex and
I interviewed him earlier this year. We were talking about memorials
and PTSD and his community of AIDS survivors, and he said “there’s
this complete lack of place for us to be,” and those words keep
echoing in the chambers of my mind.
iii.
I think it is an activist act—a creative and a critical
act—to try to envision what this “place” could look
like, and to work towards it. I somehow doubt that the solutions lie
in a state-sanctioned memorial site, though I could be wrong. In my
imagination, it takes on a variety of forms, including actual physical
spaces, relationships between people and communities, really good access
to support and services for everyone; a sort of overarching system and
network of healing and wellbeing, all founded on land justice, the ending
of oppression.
iv.
When Visual AIDS asked me to curate January’s web
gallery, I first thought about the sorts of images I wanted to explore
(mostly New York City-based; mostly photography, for its ties to documentation,
with some exceptions; and most importantly, they had to depict space
in some way). I then spent a few days slowly pouring through the archives,
bookmarking images that stood out somehow. The process of curating this
gallery was a largely intuitive one, based more in aesthetics and visuals
than historical research and facts. I did not have time to find out
the backstories of every image in this collection (as a formally trained
art historian, this troubles me somewhat, eats away at my professional
instincts. Nevertheless..).
v.
I see some of the visual essence of these images reproduced
in the world around me. Lately, this aesthetic afterlife plays out,
at times, in the fashion choices made by the gay boys in the neighborhood
I live in—my friends—their subtle updates on the sneakers
and jeans and baseball caps and glasses-frames stylings adopted by their
predecessors. The problem for us is, a lot of our predecessors are missing,
gone; they’re dead. Our generation of queers grapples with this
massive loss that occurred just as we were coming into the world, and
this it is a hard thing to know what to make of. We know we’ve
lost an entire generation of people who would have been or were our
queer parents, uncles, aunts. How to engage with this loss, how to understand
the ripples of its after-effects? This is partly why I like looking
at art from this period, and learning about its particular contexts—I
understand it as a way to connect with those who are gone, to engage
with our shared humanity.
vi.
The power in these depictions of space by poz artists
is that they are creating these representations, driving them. In New
York City, space is subject to the ever-tightening grip of capitalization:
New York has become a nightmare of gentrification. In the United States
and Canada, we walk for the most part on unceded indigenous territory.
We live in a world where land justice is severely lacking, here and
in other places, demonstrating the need for a tangible shift in how
we think about place and how ew make space. And we live in a time where
the prison industrial complex is actively constituting the body of the
positive individual as a criminal one, imposing . In this regard, our
spaces are so important—clearly threatening enough to the state
industrial complex that they seek to sequester these very bodies into
jails. Let’s start making those connections more tangible, more
viable, more direct. Thinking about the links between HIV and AIDS and
other social movements, resistances, losses, histories. And enacting
these queer spaces in resistance to the gentrifying and colonialist
forces we struggle against today.
vii.
I think that it’s really important to look at the
details of the artwork in the Visual AIDS archive. One thing I love
about looking at the spaces of these images is the second-hand information
it yields about the people occupying them, almost as if revealing secrets;
aesthetic afterthoughts brought to the fore once more. Ian and Vincent
recently did a wonderful job of critiquing the decontextualization of
the aesthetics of our struggle [LINK]. I have a sneaking suspicion that
these visual details can be experienced as sites of visual resistance:
capitalism, in relation to the HIV and AIDS archive, is too preoccupied
with subsuming and mainstreaming the big and bold visuals, and with
making a profit, to give much attention to the details. Our details.
And fortunately for those of us resisting the capitalization of this
history—and there are, hearteningly, so many of us—there
is an abundance of details in this visual archive which serve, in their
own ways, a multitude of functions: details to pause on to remember,
or reflect, to mourn, to draw inspiration from, to transform ourselves,
really.
When I look at the spatial aspects of these images, I’m
reminded that poz people have continuously made space and shaped space
for themselves in complicated, empowered and creative ways. Being able
to visualize, within the archive, these historically queer spaces is
no small, unsignificant thing. For me, it makes the archive a place
of hope.
viii.
I can identify an ongoing sense of longing within myself,
that I think so many of us share, for some sort of space or place where
wrongs have been righted, where people feel good and can be themselves
and where they are free. I like walking around this giant city today
with the sense that there are places, dotted throughout, that are imbued
with historic significance and with community memory. I think that memory
can never be taken away, and that is a powerful thing. And when you
know about what happened in a specific place in the city, for instance,
your relationship to that place is transformed. I believe that New York
City is full of these “places”. Could this offer some clue,
some key to solving the troubling “lack of place to be”
that Avram speaks of?
ix.
The afterlife of images is a strange and wonderful thing.
Many of the images I chose here have stayed with me in
strange ways, haunted me somewhat. Surprising images, too, ones I didn’t
expect. Funny details in the images that come back to me in unexpected
moments, interrupting my quotidian routine, making me think differently.
It is my hope that they will stay with you, the reader/looker, as well.