2022 Wrapped
2022 Wrapped: Der Ferrars & Fields Jahresrückblick.
Von Männern, Omas und Einstürzenden Altbauten
Fünf DEFA-Filmempfehlungen für den langen Winter auf dem Sofa.
Sexualisierte Gewalt bei Princess Charming—Transformative Gerechtigkeit als Perspektive?
Bei der Datingshow Princess Charming kam es vermehrt zu sexuellen Übergriffen. Eine Betroffene, Jo, meldet sich zu Wort. Dies hat Konsequenzen für sie selbst, die Täterin und für uns—die queere …

Die Dialektik der Tattoos—Brian Kellys The Cut-Ups: Tattoo Flash from the Third Mind
2008 entwirft Brian Kelly sein erstes Tattoo Flash-Set und bringt immer neue Ideen zu Papier bis schließlich ein Buch mit den Zeichnungen der letzten Jahre entsteht: The Cut-Ups: Tattoo Flash …
A M N E S I A VII—IX
“There is an uneasy silence in the pod racing toward sector 22. Onyx and I sit silently next to each other while the southern and eastern peripheries rush past us. …
A M N E S I A IV—VI
I see flashes of her face in front of me, big, dazing green eyes and skin covered in debris of pain. “I see only darkness, displaced in me instead of …

Speaking Out While Fitting In
“This is exactly the point in the conversation where I have to make a choice.”
Death of a Sun—A Poetry Selection
“But the rain.” She looks at me, suddenly reliving the flames.
Zusammengelegte Kleidung
“Diese Zeiten machen mir Angst. Weil sie unerreichbar scheinen. Weil meine Zeiten in alle Richtungen zerfließen. Ich versuche mich wieder einzuordnen ins System. Ins Leben.”
A M N E S I A VII—IX
“There is an uneasy silence in the pod racing toward sector 22. Onyx and I sit silently next to each other while the southern and eastern peripheries rush past us. Every now and then I notice his eyes on me. Suddenly, I am a glass house and he can see right through me, into the hollows and the attic of my presence, reaching beyond my map of myself. Or perhaps I just want him to.”
A M N E S I A IV—VI
I see flashes of her face in front of me, big, dazing green eyes and skin covered in debris of pain. “I see only darkness, displaced in me instead of the night.” She’s my God. She knows of our beginnings and our aberration. She killed herself so I could live. I might as well try.
Death of a Sun—A Poetry Selection
“But the rain.” She looks at me, suddenly reliving the flames.
Zusammengelegte Kleidung
“Diese Zeiten machen mir Angst. Weil sie unerreichbar scheinen. Weil meine Zeiten in alle Richtungen zerfließen. Ich versuche mich wieder einzuordnen ins System. Ins Leben.”
The Entropic Lighter
“Now, the fire can come back at any time, and it will not be as traumatizing as it was before; flames will be nothing but old lovers welcomed back into a house haunted by their absence. His therapist herself said it: meaning can be found in chaos. It is, after all, nicer to see the glass half-empty than to admit that there is no glass anymore.”
A M N E S I A I—III
I had spent my life wondering whether broken love could be mended when I saw my parents drift apart, from secret dances in the moonlit kitchen to becoming strangers, violently and abruptly fighting for divorce. Like a glued-up vase. I refused to see it then, but a fractured vase still exposes its porcelain fragility even after it has been reassembled. Even with the finest glue and the hands of a ceramist, it reveals the truth in the cracks between the pieces.
Snkllr
“Part of me knew it was impossible to come close. Just this one time I wish I didn’t need the fire because the sky is dark around me already.”
The Eternal Program
In “The Eternal Program”, our author tells the story of simulated worlds, digital love and the very real threat of a climate war.
Wer Wenn Nicht Wir
Schon heute vermarkten wir uns um anzukommen. Wir halten unsere hard facts bereit, um jederzeit das beste Bild von uns zu zeichnen. Das schönste Leben, das gerade noch so unter “Wahrheit” durchgeht. In diesem Sinne besucht der zukunftsweisende Protagonist unseres Gastautors eine besondere Agentur, die nicht nur Lebensläufe aufpoliert.
One foUr
Fühlst du dich manchmal in Fragen über das Morgen verloren, darüber was es bringen wird? Über das, was hätte sein können, und das, was es tatsächlich war? Über die verlorene Zeit und all die Momente, die zu dieser Gegenwart der Leere geführt haben?

“Now, the fire can come back at any time, and it will not be as traumatizing as it was before; flames will be nothing but old lovers welcomed back into a house haunted by their absence. His therapist herself said it: meaning can be found in chaos. It is, after all, nicer to see the glass half-empty than to admit that there is no glass anymore.”

Deidre’s social media reads like a beautiful love letter to lesbianism, and their personal work reflects their eventful life—from a case of sexual violence in Deidre’s childhood to marrying their platonic partner. Ferrars & Fields talks to Deidre about queer love and its part in the process of healing from sexual trauma.

“What am I in the eyes of most people—a nonentity, an eccentric or an unpleasant person—somebody who has no position in society and never will have, in short, the lowest of the low. All right, then—even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show by my work what such an eccentric, such a nobody, has in his heart.”

STORIES NEED PERSPECTIVES
NEED MARGINALIZED VOICES
NEED FUNDS.
NEED MARGINALIZED VOICES
NEED FUNDS.
Helft uns dabei, die Geschichten zu erzählen, die die Welt bewegen
— durch einzigartige, individuelle und wissenschaftlich unterbaute Perspektiven.