I really wanted to go to Anthrocon. But I couldn’t. Which trans woman in her right mind would enter the United States right now? I really wanted to go though but now I can’t – so I made this video as some form of Trauerarbeit, to be played as a “live reading” during the performance night of a Furry art show on Saturday the 5th of July 2025. It’s a somewhat sad look at Furry as this thing that sometimes only exists within the context of conventions. One of the most creative and exciting queer subcultures – but their existence seems only to take place within big hotel chains around the globe? In many places, Furry has a strong local culture of bar nights, parties and shared community; but a lot of us are just lost lonely animals in front of a screen in rural Indiana or Slovenia, yearning for a connection and finding them at international Furry cons all around the globe.

These Furry conventions might be the most beautiful celebration of being human you can imagine: thousands of people becoming animals. But is that the only shape we can take? Hidden in hotels and conference halls, nicely presented to the press on fursuit parades as the lovely weirdos? Is Furry just a constant media piece about how „We are actually normal and not some kind of sex freaks“? Yeah, we are so normal. We are definitely not a political statement, no not at all; the faux fur on our body isn’t a statement for a better world – a heaven, an utopian softness, a new age of fur, where no one has to live with a broken heart! No, we are just normal.

Picture within the sky by James Benoit

Quote at the end is the inversion of »The sun like a sneaky keyhole view of hell« from some description of the sky in DFW’s »Infinite Jest«
Music: »Air« by Delia Derbyshire and »Videoband« by Småland
Video by: I.V. Nuss (that is me) – made for a performance night at ROOM PARTY @ Bunker Projects