In Blackmail, My Love I created a character named José Sarria, based on the real performer and activist José Sarria, who passed away in August of 2013, just after I finished the novel. José performed opera and incendiary monologues at the legendary Black Cat Café, a bohemian bar in San Franciscos North Beach, and ended […]
Blackmail, My Love
My illustrated noir mystery serves as a revelatory secret history of San Francisco’s underground during the Dark Ages of Queerdom: the 1950s. “Vivid and dark…” Lambda Literary Award Winner!
Chrysalis offers dynamic, reasonably priced printmaking classes for experienced printmakers as well as people who don’t think of themselves as artists — until they start producing gorgeous prints.
QAP is devoted to forging sturdy relationships between LGBTQI people and our ancestors. Using history as a linchpin, we build community by providing young Queer adults free workshops in printmaking and Queer history.
I valiantly tried to embody the anguished suffering artist, but chronic backsliding forced me to resign myself to a life of delight, abundance, and gusto. My checkered past includes stints as a buoyant union organizer, bona fide sex researcher, and deeply engaged college professor. I attended Oberlin College and Yale Graduate School, then for over a decade taught cultural studies with an emphasis on the histories of gender and sexuality. On an urgent quest to relocate pleasure, I took up printmaking and became utterly smitten with the medium as art and as craft. In 2000 I surrendered my academic life to assume care of Chrysalis Print Studio, where I now teach linocut and monotype classes.
Recent Blog Posts
Meet Black Pearl! She’s a character from Blackmail, My Love who works at Finocchio’s circa 1951. You won’t be surprised to learn that she packs a small revolver inlaid with mother of pearl flowers… The first image is the print in progress, drawn on the linocut, but not yet carved, while the second is of […]
Our hibiscus sprouted a beard overnight. I mean, a full Claus: long, whispy, perfectly white. And amazing circular patterns on the underside of leaves, tight mazes that remind me of cave drawings. Like some OCD faerie spent the night hanging off the branches, drawing the same intricate image over and over and over. An infestation […]
I learned a lot about Queer history as I did research for Blackmail, My Love, including the importance of the postal service. This sounds boring, but it’s not. I knew that the postal service played a central role in the evolution of obscenity laws: an effective way to prevent books about certain topics from being […]
When I was young, my uncle asked me who my favorite writer was. I remember a momentary flash in my brain, as I realized that PEOPLE write books. Somehow I’d thought they were like mountains and rivers: they just existed. From the moment I understood that people wrote books, I wanted to write a novel. […]