Webs
Grateful to be part of yours.
Dear friend!
It continues to be a fairly brutal beginning to the year. My heart stretches across the miles between myself up here in Maine and Los Angeles, the city I called home for so long. That stretching has me thinking about what keeps me connected to that city and the people working to care for each other so fearlessly inside of it.
On New Year's Eve, instead of my usual ritual of going to bed as early as humanly possible, my partner and I had a couple of friends over and we had a big feast. We all stayed up past midnight, not to watch the ball drop but to see how the freaky candle we had been burning all night would liquefy. (Pictured below for candle freaks)
We dreamed as we sat in the reality of an increasingly daunting future. And, in discussing the upcoming year we touched upon the notion of webs and what it means to be part of a network or community.
In 2024 I worked with an incredible network of people to make a film about queerness, sickness, and loving. In making this film I felt myself absorbed by the web. A web of artists, a web of history, a web of dreaming, a web of care. OLD DYKES taught me about being part of something and I hope to take those lessons with me to future artistic projects, community care, and resistance.
I am grateful to be connected to you, to be part of your web.
Mutual Aid Los Angeles has these fire resources collected.
Thinking a lot about the incarcerated firefighters in Los Angeles.
Until next time,
Ez
