Colaborator: Patrícia Marques (photography)
City and date of birth: Porto, 1993
University / Institution: Faculdade de Belas Artes da Universidade do Porto
Tools Used: Adobe InDesign, format 190×255 mm, 62 pages printed in Munken Linx 90gr and Couché 135gr
Cover: Couché Matte 300gr laminated print
EXC is a bilingual magazine created to celebrate the experiences, lifes and ambitions of the worldwide queer community with a special focus on the portuguese LGBTI.
Considering that Portugal is a country where a publication of this nature seems currently absent, we felt the need to build a space of open discussion in the format of a quaterly magazine. Why? Because it’s our way to make a statement and contribute to a building process of equality between human beings in all terms.
Although still a prototype resulting of a final graduation project, the wish to see EXC’s first published issue remains strong. We hope you can hear about it soon!
Text about EXC and the Queer scene of Porto (featured in the magazine):
Lusitano, the belle époque café
It’s half past one and we’re all running and preparing to leave. Especially today, I don’t know what to wear – I end up as usual: picking up the initial outfit, which consists of a green cobra pattern top with jeans and a necklace that gives me that 90’s chic touch (which I keep for exceptional days like this).
Situated in the heart of the city, Lusitano is one of the most devoted spaces in Oporto regarding the LGBT community. Hidden by huge velvet curtains, we’re invited to snap into this space which appears to have turned the clock back to a period of antique exquisiteness, but covered in treasured boldness.
We take one of the few empty tables surrounded by screens that seduce us with erotic pictures in a place where the heavenly and the unholy seem to consummate. At the bar, one of the highlights of Lusitano, we order four tequilas and drink them like if we’re starting a friendship ritual. Out of the blue, a woman approaches and sits at our table. She seems foreign and starts flirting with my friend, who seems to appreciate the effort though she’s clearly not interested. In the meantime, several men stare at L from across the room and a voluptuous woman keeps an eye on P – the night is on.
We get off our table and mingle in the crowd through the dance floor. No night is completed until we’ve danced under the mirror ball to the sound of the best 2000’s pop as well as to the latest hottest hits. And here, we had it all – we even ended the night singing and dancing to “Valerie”!
At four it’s closing time and our night is over. We get our coats back from the cloakroom and head back home, walking through the streets taken by the roaring of the Oporto seagulls. The city couldn’t be more beautiful.
Author: Mafalda Remoaldo