I’ve been involved with different manifestations of art that have since been called into question: Black Art. But, one thing I keep at home and rarely show to anyone because it’s not really part of my art thinking process, is Gay art or, any art that oozes with sexuality. I’m not afraid of it, I just don’t find the subject worthy of the kind of intellectual thought that goes into my other work. It (my sexuality in art) has not been a place I felt much interest in exploring. Maybe I just haven’t been successful at it having given it a second rate status. That’s another reason I find Bill’s work so great; he keeps the work at a high tension intellectually yet, creates a hightened awareness of my own sexual being.

“Although there are some older artists like Jack Pierson on view at the gallery in Brooklyn, most belong to a generation born in the ’80s and too young to have experienced AIDS’ full brunt or the identity politics of that era firsthand. Many, as has been noted by others before, have barely experienced gayness as a threatened condition. Thus they seem to have skipped past self-acceptance and the hoary dramas of the closet, and moved directly to forms of expression that are frank, exuberant, celebratory, bawdy and not infrequently marked by the spirit of juvenilia that the (heterosexual) photographer and filmmaker Larry Clark has been mining for years.”

(Isn’t that our friend A.A. Bronson sitting up there? ;-))

Link: Gay Art: A Movement, or at Least a Moment.