IDM gave White boys the power to feel superior by repairing their broken egos against the Black LGBTQI+ community, the original creators of house music.
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I taught myself to play the piano at twelve… to impress my father, whose approval I’ve always chased.
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Sabahattin Ali and Pertev Naili Boratav’s friendship is a key chapter in Turkish intellectual history—linking literature, folklore studies, censorship, prison, exile, and political violence in the 1930s–40s. Their story shows how the Turkish state treated dissident thinkers, and why Ali’s murder and Boratav’s persecution still matter today.
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Yet a truly open space is unpredictable, contradictory, messy, and at times irritating. Works shown there should expect not only ownership and recognition but also rejection, misunderstanding, even hostility.
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If for artists today, survival, income, and visibility are the priority, let us stop pretending art carries some noble mission.
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Can queerness be free from being an identity? What else could it be? Could I un-identify myself from queerness, not in some kind of un-queering, but to free my queerness from its pre-determination as an identity, to be able to determine myself in a more amorphous sense? Could that be queering in the absolute hardest?
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Palestinian textiles are dragged along a dark, violent path to museums. The pieces acquired during the British occupation of Palestine come from times of scarcity and need. If a Palestinian is parting with a heavily embroidered piece, it is because they have no other choice.
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The likelihood of an artist from the Middle East coming to Berlin being seen through a non-orientalist lens is almost nonexistent.
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Many of the stories I read were literally about the authors describing their dream of a utopian future society. There are so many such Turkish sci-fi stories in the first half of the twentieth century that “Utopian Dream” can be classified as an entire subgenre.
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When I was 19, I joined a volunteer group and spent the summer living and working in Karin Tak, a village in Nagorno-Karabakh (Artsakh). Karin Tak, an Armenian village near Shushi, is named “under the rock” due to its location beneath the white cliffs that form Shushi’s southern edge.
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The question—can refugees be spiteful and remain acceptable as refugees—spoke to the core of my Bosnian origin, all my experiences of the aggression on Bosnia in the period of 1992–1995
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The Baloch, Pashtun, Kurd, Kashmiri, the people of Gilgit-Baltistan, and all colonized people and states should think about the best possibilities for collaboration.
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