gia’s muthaship
A hub for the collected works of Gia Fagnelli,
multi-media multi-medium creator bridging galaxies of:
drag, pole, prose, video art, soundscapes, installation art,
+ many forms of movement
transmitting the amalgam throughout the universe
for a uniquely augmented reality
∆ extra•terrestrial gender experiment ∆
∆ intergalactic stripper ∆
Gia Fagnelli @ House of Yes BKNY
press
word on the street
queer: new american tall tales
“Folklab head Lis-Perlis embellishes on this balance of outrageous and devastating, stating that much of the power and success of “tall tales” comes from exploring the nuances of a dichotomy of “bizarre and relatable.” Indeed, Gia Fagnelli’s tall-tale interpretation perhaps most vividly and ruefully epitomizes this dichotomy, with a piece centering around a cyber-dancer’s Philip K. Dick-esque, synthetic multimedia dreamscape allows the audience member to tune into the cosmic vibrance and splendor of queerness, while also brutally being exposed to the astronomical loneliness and disconnection.”
vice: on being a queer stripper
As Fagnelli explained, working at a strip club can be “much more psychological, intellectual, and emotional work than people realize.” Her work requires her to carefully navigate the boundaries between her personal life and her male customers’ fantasies in order to protect both her privacy and physical safety, and “everything is a flow of boundaries and instincts.” Most of the time, this means keeping her gender identity and sexual orientation private.
publications
I sometimes string words together and people post them. Here's a few:
A Feminist Dyke Walks Into A Titty Bar: Coming Out as a Stripper
It’s a job most people don’t talk about openly, and this new year I’ve decided I’m no longer going out of my way to hide or to not mention what I do. I’m coming out. I'm a stripper.
Nectarine sister
I am a stone fruit
a nebula within an endocarp
made of nectar and water
I am a stone fruit
sweetest where I am bruised
and fuzzy all over
I am a stone fruit
of drupelets
tiny. tough. stuck in your teeth.
year of the junglepussy
Ah, January. While the string lights linger, the streets are lined with sacrificial trees, and we’re all looking toward a fresh year and all our hopes and dreams for what we’ll make of it. Whether you’re plotting a career change, jogging around the lake, or rolling a joint in front of your vision board (tumblr), Junglepussy is a worthy addition to your new year’s ambitions playlist.