#QueerDiary: LGBTQIA+ adults read teenage diaries (& poetry, fanfic, etc) on stage! #Hasbian: Show based on @bethwhatcanido’s teenage diary.
- Tweets1.8K
- Following742
- Followers434
- Likes1.1K
ALT 15 different lovely queer people (of different genders, ages, races, sizes), all reading their diaries into the mic on our stage. They're fairly casually (and stylishly) dressed in jumpers, t-shirts and jazzy button-ups, and most of them are reading from notebooks or from their phones. They're displaying various excellent expressions and gestures of cringing embarrassment, mixed with hilarity, joy & hope. Many of them are lit with a pink that matches the title text above them. The readers are super-imposed on a black backdrop with doodled yellow stars around them, above them floats the title "Queer Diary" in vivid pink handwriting (with a heart dotted above the i)
ALT A person with purple hair, a plaid overshirt, black t-shirt, striped rainbow skirt, and a blue bucket hat is speaking barefoot on stage. They hold a microphone, AI tells me in a way that's "projecting confidence". YMMV. The phrase "Queer Diary" is on a projection screen in pink letters behind them.
ALT 15 different lovely queer people (of different genders, ages, races, sizes), all reading their diaries into the mic on our stage. They're fairly casually (and stylishly) dressed in jumpers, t-shirts and jazzy button-ups, and most of them are reading from notebooks or from their phones. They're displaying various excellent expressions and gestures of cringing embarrassment, mixed with hilarity, joy & hope. Many of them are lit with a pink that matches the title text above them. The readers are super-imposed on a black backdrop with doodled yellow stars around them, above them floats the title "Queer Diary" in vivid pink handwriting (with a heart dotted above the i)
ALT 15 different lovely queer people (of different genders, ages, races, sizes), all reading their diaries into the mic on our stage. They're fairly casually (and stylishly) dressed in jumpers, t-shirts and jazzy button-ups, and most of them are reading from notebooks or from their phones. They're displaying various excellent expressions and gestures of cringing embarrassment, mixed with hilarity, joy & hope. Many of them are lit with a pink that matches the title text above them. The readers are super-imposed on a black backdrop with doodled yellow stars around them, above them floats the title "Queer Diary" in vivid pink handwriting (with a heart dotted above the i)
ALT A photo of Alizee Ndiaye leading a workshop at Toynbee Studios
ALT Reena is wearing a black top tucked into black trousers with shoulder length black hair.
ALT 15 different lovely queer people (of different genders, ages, races, sizes), all reading their diaries into the mic on our stage. They're fairly casually (and stylishly) dressed in jumpers, t-shirts and jazzy button-ups, and most of them are reading from notebooks or from their phones. They're displaying various excellent expressions and gestures of cringing embarrassment, mixed with hilarity, joy & hope. Many of them are lit with a pink that matches the title text above them. The readers are super-imposed on a black backdrop with doodled yellow stars around them, above them floats the title "Queer Diary" in vivid pink handwriting (with a heart dotted above the i)
ALT Empty stage. Microphone on stand. Mini armchairs and tables in front. On wall behind is large screen with 'Queer Diary' written on graph paper.
ALT Me, a young white person with wavy dark hair in a deep side parting, sitting on Brighton's pebble beach, balancing a polystyrene container of fish & chips & mushy peas on my knees. Chip in one hand, I'm smiling slightly, but also giving off the vibe that I'd like the person taking the pic to stop photographing me so I can get back to my food. I'm wearing a red, black, and white abstract-patterned empire-waist top with black skinny jeans. Behind me is the shell of the old burned-out pier, and the beach is full of people in tshirts & jeans/trackies eating & throwing stones into the sea. It feels like the first weekend that the weather has been warm enough to sit on the beach, so everyone's enthusiastically flocked there, but it's still a little chilly if we're honest.
ALT Me, a young white person with wavy dark hair in a deep side parting, sitting on Brighton's pebble beach, balancing a polystyrene container of fish & chips & mushy peas on my knees. Chip in one hand, I'm smiling slightly, but also giving off the vibe that I'd like the person taking the pic to stop photographing me so I can get back to my food. I'm wearing a red, black, and white abstract-patterned empire-waist top with black skinny jeans. Behind me is the shell of the old burned-out pier, and the beach is full of people in tshirts & jeans/trackies eating & throwing stones into the sea. It feels like the first weekend that the weather has been warm enough to sit on the beach, so everyone's enthusiastically flocked there, but it's still a little chilly if we're honest.
ALT 15 different lovely queer people (of different genders, ages, races, sizes), all reading their diaries into the mic on our stage. They're fairly casually (and stylishly) dressed in jumpers, t-shirts and jazzy button-ups, and most of them are reading from notebooks or from their phones. They're displaying various excellent expressions and gestures of cringing embarrassment, mixed with hilarity, joy & hope. Many of them are lit with a pink that matches the title text above them. The readers are super-imposed on a black backdrop with doodled yellow stars around them, above them floats the title "Queer Diary" in vivid pink handwriting (with a heart dotted above the i)