“My hand blazes over shards of glass, hot sand, and brittle stone as I pass it alongside the Golden Corner business door. It’s 23:11 at night; I just finished a conversation…” - i have been in Florence (and Italy broadly) for about half a month. i have been enjoying a photography class that questions the impact of tourism and the often subverted signs, culture, and people that are native to this area. Selecting Santa Croce and the idea of sport, ritual, and protest as it relates to the neighborhood in a queer lens, project #1 of the series seeks to investigate photographic manipulation of memory and time through low-res scanning and composite image collages. Nodding to the collage tradition often used in the area to subvert messages through political mail, scanning sides of buildings formerly occupied as queer centers of influence, and reasoning landscape images over blending, drawing, composition, the results images are act 1 of 3. i am quite pleased with these i think. they taste g...