A video compilation of lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, and queer (LGBTQ) Jewish people wishing young LGBTQ Jews happy Hanukah!
This was an independent project in London, England but also includes lovely people from Boston, USA. We’re only the tiniest fraction of the diverse LGBTQ and Jewish people and communities out there in the world. This video aims to raise visibility of LGBTQ Jews, especially to young people, but it does not claim to be representative of anybody other then ourselves.
*Transgender- a person who identifies their gender as different to the sex others considered them to be at birth.
*Queer- can include gay, lesbian, and bisexual people. It is often used to state “not-straight”. Some people find this word offensive, others have re-claimed this word as empowering for them.
Thanks so much to all the awesome people who contributed. You are great!
I hope you have a good Hanukah, wherever you are in the world, however you identify.
It’s always an exciting time, new places, new zine events, new shops to try to woo into discount printing my zinester enthusiast work. I’m really excited that this Saturday is Queer Zine Fest London. Bloody hell, I haven’t been to a zinefest in ages because of health issues and mobility problems. I’m looking forward to seeing all my old friends, and all the new people, especially in a queer specific space. That’s awesome.
The last couple weeks have been really hectic. For fucks sake, I spontaneously managed to get over a litre of air trapped between the walls of my left lung! Damn, they call it “pneumothorax”, and it’s kind of a bad ass to fix. So far between the bad health, the waiting times in A&E, and being homebound, I’ve added a new page for you! This one is my comics! More is coming in the future… but feel free to take a peek, there’s a newbie up there.
Maybe I’ll see you at the fest on Saturday? Come over and say hello!
I don’t know what’s with this whole healing thing, but I no longer drink six cups of tea a day! Nobody told me that my sincere passion for tea would be less a necessity once I no longer had fatigue. So, hey, in retrospect, being ill makes you an awesome tea connoisseur.
I’m now in my family’s Yorkshire home but all on my lonesome. It took me less then 24hrs of being here before I broke the TV (what’s with the multiple remotes? I just want ON, OFF, change the channel!) In 48 hours I managed to lose my phone, which is on silent, somewhere in the house. And the most exciting thing to do in this town is go to charity thrift shops designed for 80 year olds (which is actually quite exciting, you should the English lady tea-time-at-the-horse-races hats). Basically, higher zine intervention is telling me it’s time to sit down and write my next zine. So I’m plonking away at the keyboard and hopefully there will be a new zine in your hands soon!
Join me as I’m as I’m about to drink my first cup of tea since the operation! “What operation?”, is probably the question kicking around in your noggin right now. Well, as usual, I am a person of perplexing and unique character. I am not one in a million but I am two or three in a million— those of us in the world who have Cushing’s Syndrome. This essentially means that I am one of those people who had a noncancerous tumour attached to my brain that was blocking off important messages (including the ‘stress hormone’ cortisol) from being communicated. I always said communication is important and, believe me, my neurology can testify to it!
My lack of blogging, zine writing, and schlepping along to zine fairs has been because I have been going through quite a difficult time. I’ve dealt with some not so endearing symptoms such as severe depression, fatigue, muscle weakness, and joint pains, among many others. Luckily, after a long misty journey to having this syndrome finally diagnosed, I had an operation to remove the tumour last week and I should be on my way to gradually getting back to good health now. I feel a bit lousy at the moment but I can feel my body slowly getting stronger.
In fact, hold on, I’m going to take that sip of tea now. Ahh a strong green tea. Fucking fabulous. I’d like to write a zine about my experience with Cushings, disabilities, gender and healthcare access. But as is the way with actually living it, feeling able enough to produce the zine may take time. I would like to eventually get my story to you, and I’ve learned that I’m a pretty determined woman so be on the look out for its eventual emergence. Until then, I’m going to take it easy and enjoy drinking green tea again.
A few years back I gave my friend Jackie a copy of my first zine, I Am Not The Rain, which I put together with my friend Amber. It’s a zine about a lot of things, mostly about life after experiencing childhood sexual abuse. Jackie was quite excellently awesome and asked Amber and I if she could turn it into a video story. The video also turned out to be quite excellently awesome. I have wanted to get it on-line for a while but only just figured out how! This also really excites me because I have been having conversations about zine accessibility, especially for disabled people, and how we can encourage zines being in multiple formats that suit different mediums of knowledge sharing. Thank you so much to all of those involved in the project. Without further adieu…
CAUTION: This video may bring up difficult emotions, it may be triggering or upsetting. Please view the video with self-care in mind. For on-line support, visit http://www.samaritans.org/ and http://www.rainn.org/ and http://www.childline.org.uk
Now that I am for sures in Brighton for a while yet and have managed to tuck away a completed master’s dissertation I can finally return to concentrating on all that my sweatervest wardrobe endows: zines, zines, zines. I am eagerly piecing together a new queer, feminist, mental health perzine which will hopefully make its luscious ways to you before the end of the year. I just marked my calendar to head on over to the South East London Zinefest on 12th November. You may also catch me meandering awkwardly with a tote full of zines and a shy shuffle at the London Anarchist Bookfair. If you can’t make it to any of these and are still wanting to grab some of my zines, the on-line shop is newly restocked. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some zines to catch up on reading. Send me yours if you want me to make me smile!