Imagining Queer Bandung

Film scrreenings, Filmmaking and Podcasting Workshop for queer BIPoCs (June-August 2021)
(bi’bak website) / (queer asia website)

at Sinema Transtopia, 2021 in collaboration between bi’bak and Queer Asia / funded by Soziokultur Fonds and Europa Solidarity Corps

Beyond the kitchen:
Stories from the Thai Park

(March-July 2020; ongoing tour)

(museum website)

at Bezirksmuseum Charlottenburg-Wilmersdorf, 2020 / funded by Senatsverwaltung für Kultur und Europa, Bezirksamt
Charlottenburg-Wilmersdorf and Goethe-Institut Thailand

un.thai.tled Film Festival 2020

& Film-workshop for BPoCs with Pimpaka Towira and un.thai.tled Collective
(September-October 2020)

(bi’bak website)
at Sinema Transtopia (project by bi’bak) 2020 / funded by Nord-Süd-Brücke Stiftung, Berliner Projektfonds Kulturelle Bildung,
Purin Pictures and Goethe-Institut Thailand

︎ Thai Film Screenings Berlin 2019 at Moviemento
︎Thai Evening in Berlin 2019 at Schalet
Exhibition breaking-through of un.thai.tled collective (August 2019)
supported by UCity Thailand, Thai Airways, Singha Beer, ExBerliner, I-Heart-Berlin


“Because I am human”

director /

- based in berlin

Sarnt Utamachote © 2021

The Lamp


         Lamp that burns
                         Worse; let itself badly burn
                             An object with purpose attached
                             When it lays its function wide

     Thanks to that after-effect
                  Meaning the beloved is dominated
                Against its will – for its greater will

 Forming thick, floating in the air
Beyond my attainment;
With eyes teary, until they crash
            It’s ecstatic drum-slates, to each jumps
     Miniscule testing evidence
          Damn hard-head it is;

                            Born out of red bright substance
                                   Dance of death closest, by the shore?

Or is it rather denier, who lies,
                    About coiling facts that shatter that fragile
Piece of commemoration?

So please don’t forget

                                   More importantly, the way the wind blows
                  Ground soaked in swept objects
          Your laying dare insistence
                     causes the hidden to be found
 In a way unsupposed
      To original of their own;

Thanks for long endurance
           For generations past and to come
We’re left to face - alone
The fire dies out
And it is no more