In general, when asking artists questions—especially artists whose work deals with identities that are personal and political—it’s ideal to check in with ourselves before we speak. “Is my question about this artist’s work, or is it about my own personal reaction?” Many of the uncomfortable questions I receive are not questions about my work at all, but are knee-jerk responses. For example, a few male readers have asked me if I hate men.
Autostraddle’s International Meet Me at the Record Store Day, Washington, D.C.
Alberto’s on P st, and Red Onion record store on 18th and T.
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