I watched a 1990 documentary called Paris is Burning last night. Filmed in the late 1980s it chronicles the ball culture of New York City and the African-American, Latino, gay and transgendered community that fueled it. I was disheartened to find the the majority of these individuals have since died of AIDS related complications. I’m generally attracted to stories about the 80s. There was a sense of purity with regards to art in those days, where fame and money was the objective, but didn’t compromise the integrity of the work. Today it’s too much about image, and being overly concerned with how one is perceived. What the hell do I know though?
If you get a chance pick up a copy of the DVD and watch it.