The flâneur: a figure of French poetry who was simultaneously traumatised by, and in awe of, his urban environment. As with all French nouns, the flâneur has a gender and that gender is male. We’ve subverted that (feminine spelling = flâneuse) and appropriated a gallery space to create active interactions with the moving image as you encounter them, in various nooks and crannies of the space. This series of short films explores the female and genderqueer experience of architecture.
Cage Me a Peacock Gallery
Room 707, Level 7,
Nicholas Building, 37 Swanston Street (cnr Flinders Lane)
dir. Jennifer Reeder - USA (2016)
English (19 mins)
A group of young girls take over a skate park, forming an all-female force field on the half pipe. There on the reclaimed ramp, with no boys around, they are thriving and visible. This is an anthem for young feminists, which presents female friendship as a means to survive adolescence.
AU BOUT DE LA RUE
dir. Maxime Gaudet - France (2016)
French (3 mins)
What men fear most about going to prison is what women/GNC folk fear most when they have the audacity to walk home alone at night. From the streets of Paris, we see the all too familiar experience of threats and stalking when the spectrum of those gendered female dare to exist in a public space.
dir. Beck Cole - Australia (2004)
English (13 mins)
The titular housing commission flats, erected by strong horizontal lines that rupture the wide flat spaces of the Australian desert, are institutional by design and obedient in their repetition. Big Sis (Carmen Glynn-Braun) disrupts this structural cohesion, by re-framing it through a camera within the diegesis. Reconfiguring space in this way teaches audiences how to see young Aboriginal women, and the urban environments they inhabit.
dir. Simona Castricum - AUS (2016)
English (5 mins)
The queer club scene has a long history of being in that dark back room, in spaces away from discrimination wherein we can create our own little pockets of paradise. “Fights don't feel like reasons to lose. Nights don't breathe like visions of you.”