Do you think your meme-focused mindset is something that’s happened since you started Joan.of.Arca?
Yeah. If you’re locked in and logged on, you’re bound to start framing your life in the context of those platforms because that’s where you’re spending a lot of your time. I’m going to sound so cringe but as a kid, people always thought I was funny.
People liked you as a child. That’s not cringe.
I can just anticipate the comments being, like, “Haha, she thinks she's funny.” But then that just proves the point — I’m literally thinking what comments will say about me and that informs how I do things. It’s not even just comments — I think everyone’s thinking about what people are saying about them.
We all have that freaky little third-person internal voyeur that’s like, “Oh you look ugly when you sit that way.” And it’s something that’s more pronounced when you align with femininity — why am I sucking in my stomach when I’m alone in my room?
Exactly. When I was younger, I was always trying to think of the most witty thing to say to people. I was good at having fun one-liners that made people laugh, and that felt very good to me. To an extent, that translates to memes now. But I spend so much time devoting creative and mental energy to making memes, finding memes, thinking about memes — naturally, I’m going to frame my experiences in the context of meme-ability.
That’s a lot less depressing than the way I was thinking about it, which is good.
Well, how were you thinking about it?
I was in a queer aesthetics class and we were talking about identity construction and asking if the queer identity is reliant on performance — signaling through dress, music, etc. It’s like, “If you’re gay and no one clocks you, are you really gay?” Maybe not necessarily that question, but…
Internal self-recognition through the other. You want to be recognized by the group. And you’re thinking that it’s kind of depressing that you have to anticipate how you’ll be understood.
At first I was, but that’s a nicer way of thinking about it, because we are social people.
I know what you mean, though. I don’t think it’s too depressing for me, because it’s kind of a way to cope. If something really shitty happens, I can make a meme about it — I can externalize it and then I feel a little bit better about it. It’s like those old Tumblr mental health tips, where they tell to you to write something down on a note, and then throw it in a jar, and then release the jar into the water or something. That’s kind of how I feel about my memes.
When the story expires, that’s your jar in the water.
Exactly. Plus, I post so much that there are some memes that I’ll never see again.
I think a lot about my story archives and the shit that I’ve deleted, and I’m like, “What was in there?” What have I said that I will never remember?
People say that once you put something on the Internet, it’ll never go away and you’ll never escape it. But I’ve found that there are so many things that I’ve done on the Internet that I can’t find. Things disappear, links break, there’s so much entropy, and at the same time, there’s a constant flood of content that’s pushing the old stuff into obscurity. It’s so easy to lose things on the Internet, and it’s a bit scary. That’s why I love the Internet Archive and Wayback Machine, because at least there’s some documentation of the older Internet. The fact that the Internet Archive exists just shows how fleeting stuff on the Internet actually is. Either you delete stuff, or it just gets buried, but chances are you’re not going to find it again. And I don’t know if it’s for better or for worse. There’s definitely things I don’t want to find because they’re cringe. I’m friends with a lot of really smart people who are really good at articulating themselves about the Internet and I get really nervous because I’m like, “Oh my god, I’m so fucking dumb.”