This project feels bigger. Not bigger as in the workload, but bigger than today and bigger than me. Bigger than just until the deadline, and bigger than how I saw myself before this. Bigger than a fixed momentum and bigger than the position of me and my surroundings.
Which is lovely and comforting.
Which is exhausting and frightening.
This project is not a project, its a process of three (or 1) dykes trying to ind what they were missing.

This project is what I was missing. A physical surrounding of queers that made me feel valid, seen, loved and understood.

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/14QLNdVVtsGXe-Ub_cNQiIURq8N9DPkSc?usp=sharing --> The Archive

Some of the reactions to the Lesbian Archive. It does not only mean a lot to me but also to people I've never met yet, which is absurd and overwhelming and more than I could've dreamed of the beginning of this project.