Our first Heartbeats show in Toronto is going down as part of 10×10 at the Gladstone. 10×10 is a yearly photo exhibit that takes place during Pride Month and showcases 10 queer photographers photographing 10 queer artists. We are excited to add some Hearbeats alumni into this growing archive of queer talent. Our mandate is all about showcasing black, indigenous and people of colour, and this is an opportunity to further magnify the people we believe in.
Join us at the reception on June 30.
7pm @ the Gladstone, 1214 Queen Street West
Find us on the 4th floor!
I had the chance to translate the concept of this website into an art exhibit in my hometown of Edmonton. I called it #flawlessyeg; a nod to the Queen and YEG (Edmonton).
Here’s my statement:
#flawlessyeg self-love and other attempts by karen campos castillo HEART-BEATS.CA began talking about clothing and fashion in 2013 as a way to also discuss bodies seldom represented in popular culture and online communities; bodies that are fat, bodies that are brown and bodies that are queer—bodies like my own. #flawlessyeg is heartbeats IRL—showcasing our bodies, hoping to find true love in the next selfie.
Today Colombia plays Brazil in the quarter finals and I am scared. SCARED.
But first: Oh Mexico…BRUH. The team had been doing great until they faced off with the Netherlands last week (Where is that even? It looks pasty). The big story was Mexico’s last minute substitute, Guillermo Ochoa, making all the saves and having great curly hair.
So it’s been over week now of futbol and it was obviously ambitious to think I could blog every day about it but whatever, here’s some damn fine reporting via me.
One of the biggest stories is that 2010 Champions, Spain, was eliminated pretty much immediately. I have complicated feelings about Spain. Mostly I wonder if Canadian First Nations look at white people and think “Oh your people colonized mine” because that’s what I think when I look at the Spanish. So it’s odd to cheer for them but they are undeniably handsome with a good looking jersey.
It hasn’t ever really felt right to call myself a fashion blogger. I still have so much to figure out about my body, I still have so much comfort to find. I also don’t know how to accessorize and there are so many people out there doing it so fucking well. My friend Una said it best recently; she said fashion was my entry point to talk about other things.
I liked that.
The other things like fat, race, gender, sexuality, class and yeah, outfits.
I love zines. They are rooted in accessibility in creation and distribution. From their punk roots to riot grrls in the 90s, zines have made it possible for artists to release work within an affordable format that has led to a growing community of showcase, exchanges and connections.
As a huge fan of print, I do my best to support the independent artists and publishers out there. I attended events in my hometown such as the Royal Bison Craft Fair and Anarchist Bookfair, which are both great and always exhibited some zines, but it was not until Toronto’s TCAF and Zine Dream that I really caught the scope of the culture with table after table of original work cramped into little spaces or very large spaces (still cramped!) The volume and quality really blew me away but the lack of diversity was really deflating; lots and lots of white dudes. The experience did motivate me to finally get to it and make my own zines and comics though! I’ve managed to do two so far and was lucky enough to get my start at Hardcopy, the first official zine fair in Edmonton back in June. Then in August I joined a couple of fine ladies at their Queer Trans* People of Color Distro table in Montreal for Queer Between the Covers, the queer zine fair. Some pictures below and info on my zines.
PSA: Check of the POC Zine Project for an online archive of artists and distributors of colour