#9
ALEX MCGOVERN
September 2015
alexmcgovern.tumblr.com
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Push Pin
2015
Installation/print, painting on board, plastic, grevillea ‘moonlight’, text
I am failing to ‘find’ my body. As someone who identifies as non-binary trans, this is a process both liberating and unnerving. I map ‘elsewhere’, a constellation of various wobbly positions. I can move and try to find myself. I can push a pin.
I have no idea where my body is or what it looks like. At times I am seen and unseen in private and public space. Today I am as visible as a grevillea ‘moonlight’ in an IMA bag. If this is the ideal, I do not have it.
I’m struggling to balance on some logs in the middle of an abandoned and overgrown East Brisbane lot. It can be hard focusing on both inner and outer spaces between this body and its surroundings. Eventually I find a place and perform in this moment. I mark myself as trans in this ‘in-between’ public space and I occupy it for this moment.
I thought this would be an opportunity to open up a conversation, to rewrite the ways in which we exist as people. Within five minutes you look toward me and point - ‘I like everything, except that.’ Friday and already it has already been defaced. Don’t you think you take up enough space as it is? You aren’t entitled here.
ALEX MCGOVERN
September 2015
alexmcgovern.tumblr.com
__________________________
Push Pin
2015
Installation/print, painting on board, plastic, grevillea ‘moonlight’, text
I am failing to ‘find’ my body. As someone who identifies as non-binary trans, this is a process both liberating and unnerving. I map ‘elsewhere’, a constellation of various wobbly positions. I can move and try to find myself. I can push a pin.
I have no idea where my body is or what it looks like. At times I am seen and unseen in private and public space. Today I am as visible as a grevillea ‘moonlight’ in an IMA bag. If this is the ideal, I do not have it.
I’m struggling to balance on some logs in the middle of an abandoned and overgrown East Brisbane lot. It can be hard focusing on both inner and outer spaces between this body and its surroundings. Eventually I find a place and perform in this moment. I mark myself as trans in this ‘in-between’ public space and I occupy it for this moment.
I thought this would be an opportunity to open up a conversation, to rewrite the ways in which we exist as people. Within five minutes you look toward me and point - ‘I like everything, except that.’ Friday and already it has already been defaced. Don’t you think you take up enough space as it is? You aren’t entitled here.