EJ Hill
A Love Letter

Date September 11, 2017


EJ Hill. Namesake (after heartbreak). 2014/2017.Courtesy the artist and Commonwealth & Council

“When I don’t have the strength, I’m just a mirror of what I see.”
–Ronald Isley

It’s difficult to say exactly when I first fell in love. I admit, I am an expert in the falling part, an expert in the terrifyingly rapid and seemingly endless descent part. Impressively fluent in the complete and total surrender part. The knee-buckling, stomach-dropping, giddy and intoxicated by my own desire-for-another part. …

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EJ Hill
A letter to my other brother

Date June 17, 2017

“Where Troubles Melt Like Lemondrops II” (2013). Courtesy of the artist, Shikeith.

“I think white gay people feel cheated because they were born in principle, into a society in which they were supposed to be safe. The anomaly of their sexuality puts them in danger, unexpectedly. Their reaction seems to me in direct proportion to the sense of feeling cheated of the advantages which accrue to white people in a white society.”
—James Baldwin 1

There is something to be …

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EJ Hill
A letter from home

Date May 3, 2017

Peter Tomka, “loves his mother,” 2017. Chromogenic color print on Crystal Archive paper, 20 x 24 inches. Courtesy the artist.

I grew up here. In this very neighborhood. 108th and Hoover, to be exact. This was the late 1980s, early 90s. Those who know this place intimately still refer to it as South Central, Los Angeles. Newcomers, developers, and those who mistakenly believe it to be, however illogically, a subset of both Compton and Inglewood, know it as South Los Angeles. Whatever …

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