Installation view of 《Wish you were coming here》 (Yeon Rainbow x Ohson Doson, 2020) © Moon Sanghoon

This exhibition was created from the tradition of lesbians blocked by their ex-lovers moving from “TGnet(1998~)” to “LeXlution(2018~)” and various other communities, wandering emptily in search of J or M who would not return, only to be comforted by complete strangers and release their resentment.

Installation view of 《Wish you were coming here》 (Yeon Rainbow x Ohson Doson, 2020) © Moon Sanghoon

Queering, the Life of a Deviant

Moon Sanghoon’s words are uttered through themself. They speak about things they have experienced and embodied. They have abandoned the modes of looking prescribed within a heteronormative society and chosen a new method. We see and feel society through a new mode of life.

This way of speaking may feel heterogeneous and awkward, but it is warm. If this is truly a special(queer) life, how are these lives unfolding on the queer reverse side of that life?

The word “lesbian” is the number-one search term on the world’s largest pornography site. In Korea, there have been cases of entrapment in which men infiltrated lesbian communities and demanded sexual relations, and a few years ago, the largest lesbian community shut down due to threats of internal information leakage caused by hacking.

Because of violence that took on substance and penetrated into life, lesbians felt real fear and threat, and had to close off their spaces and quietly walk and move through unallowed corners.

They moved away from the desire to freely speak of “us,” and had to censor one another in order to escape crimes that followed from voyeuristic consumption. They voluntarily withdrew from the public sphere and gathered relationships connected by word of mouth to form a modest space.

Various kinds of posts appear in lesbian communities that have been maintained secretly through this process. Among them, posts searching for a particular “you” often appear in the main chat room section of the website. Amid the exchange of ten or so posts, there is an anonymous movement searching for someone.

Under posts such as “To MS,” “To JH,” “To SU... I can’t forget you,” people with the same initials gather and proliferate through comments and replies. Even though these anonymous people, commonly called “unni(es),” sense that the other person is not the one they were looking for, they briefly converse and then turn away, exchanging words such as reminders to eat properly and wishes that the other live well in the days to come.

What does it mean to ask after one another’s well-being as invisible anonymous bodies? With whom are we sharing secret conversations here? Moon Sanghoon moved the anonymous sounds that had floated through past web spaces into the exhibition space. The dark exhibition space becomes its own modest place of confession, and a place that sends out words that could not be sent.

On the device placed on the table and lit in its entirety, only the [recording function] is activated. Behind the first note left by the artist, the messages of viewers continue. My voice and words remain, but my body is already no longer there.

Only the voices of women who loved women, or women who love women — an unspecified many — drift through the space and disappear. It is filled with messages addressed to faces from the past. Perhaps we can reach one another only when we have become sufficiently anonymous. Will they truly be able to hear these words?

Another person, as “listener,” moves their lips in order to contain a message to be delivered to someone else. Empathy is possible even in an invisible situation because one can imagine a face without seeing it directly, and because I dare to imagine the realm of your life. It means that my life is soon your life. There is no pornography here that can be consumed as lesbian sex, lesbian voyeurism, and so on.

What is here is only a site where residues, saliva and byproducts, and lives as objects float around, melt into one another, and become mixed together. There were words of comfort exchanged with one another in an invisible world. We receive, from you, the us of that time.

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