ABSTRACT
I am not at all sure that the best form of literary creations by gay people is gay novels. . . . What do we mean for instance, by ‘gay painting’? Yet, I am sure that from the point of departure of our ethical choices, we can create something that will have a certain relation to gayness. But it must not be a translation of gayness in the field of music or painting or what have you, for I do not think this can happen.1
