From my fieldnotes (Kampala, 2015). We are sitting in our usual spot. Except today the group is larger. ███ comes about five minutes after I get there. Still wearing what he was wearing to work today. He sat down ordered a beer and started talking about corruption in Uganda — and how the LGBT community … Continue reading “The heterosexuals are making us into a business”
Uganda gained its freedom 53 years ago today. But the fight for freedom continues for LGBTQ Ugandans. No one is free until we are all free. I did a photostory with Keith for Queer Collective - to capture the feeling that many are having within the kuchu community on this day.
From my fieldnotes (Kampala, 2015). “Being a trans its not something you manipulate. It’s just something that comes from you. It is just something that is inborn in you. But putting on a dress and moving all over the town — it makes me feel good — it makes me feel like I’m bringing all … Continue reading “I’m me. I’m a trans. I’m Rihanna now.”
We were still sleeping — it was approaching 6:30am. The landlord said ‘you people get ready for what’s coming.’ we heard people screaming outside. We opened the door and the chairmen, journalists, police, and people from around were there. They said ‘get out!’ ‘remove all your things!’ ‘We wont tolerate gay people in our area.’
From my fieldnotes (Kampala, 2015). I interviewed ███ at Ice Breakers Uganda — a safe space for kuchus to organize, work, and socialize. Often when I visit the compound there are10-12 young people sitting around the living room in the house. ███ identifies as a lesbian. She told me, “Ice Breakers Uganda is one of … Continue reading “So that day she decided to make me leave”
I talked to a LGBT activist who trains health workers on how to meet the special needs of "key populations" - like LGBT persons, sex workers, and injecting drug users. He told me about the crazy questions he gets from these health workers he is training. But no matter how offensive the questions are - … Continue reading “We don’t blame them”
From my fieldnotes (Kampala, 2015). I asked if she was ever worried about people recognizing her here. I moved to this side because there are no newspapers on this side. Most people don’t read newspapers here. They can't read because of the illiteracy. So they don’t really know me. — Okay, but some know. But … Continue reading “It’s just the way I am”