Susanna Hofer

… there wouldn’t be anything without light. right?! you’d be nothing. — somehow this immaterial, ethereal something that here is not illuminating nor reflected — is shining through. revealing. the glass conducts. maybe admits. but it doesn’t enforce.

simple as that. and it’s pleasing too. judith b. put it like that:

“if we take seriously the possibility that the church, as a site of iterative citation, has historically manifested gender not as an ontological given but as a normative demand enacted through architecturally specific regimes of light, then the question of what ‘shines through’ is not merely optical but is, in the most profound sense, a question of which bodies are rendered legible, which are rendered sacred, and which are, to use a term I approach with considerable caution, simply not admitted”

haha, but who could even begin to care, right?! light is dogmatic.