Hollie Stevens lived a big life that was tragically cut short


When a slowly unfolding tragedy strikes the young and energetic, fate seems especially cruel, a notion I haven't been able to shake since learning that my friend Hollie Stevens, a 30-year-old porn star, died this week after a year-long bout with cancer that had spread from her breasts to her brain.

Hollie moved here from the Midwest in her early 20s for a career in porn that included more than 170 films, and she had an infectious zest for life and a strong and expansive sense of her community. She was proudly living her dream, parlaying her film career into an entertaining column on porn life in Girls and Corpses magazine, art projects, and speaking gigs.

I met Hollie in 2008 when working on “Cue the clowns,” a Guardian cover story on the burgeoning local indie circus scene, a memorable meeting that I even included in the article. Dressed as a clown at a Bohemian Carnival event, I asked this statuesque blond if she liked clowns, and she responded that she was a clown and had starred in a film called Clown Porn, a cult classic in this admittedly narrow porn genre.

Hollie combined a fun-loving free spirit with a down-to-earth confidence that made her easy to befriend, as other friends of mine at the time also found. While doing often-extreme BDSM porn shoots at the Armory for Kink.com and live shows at Lusty Lady, she also became a regular in the tight crew that gathers on the north side of Baker Beach and a volunteer with How Weird Street Faire and other community events.

We'd lost touch when I heard last year that she was diagnosed with stage three metastatic breast cancer, which first claimed those beautiful breasts and then her luscious life. But our mutual friends said she was a fighter who maintained her spirit and sense of humor throughout, an inspiration to friends and admirers who held a series of fundraisers around San Francisco to help pay her medical expenses. Just last month, she married her love, artist and comedian Eric Cash, while in the hospital.

Hollie was one of those classic San Francisco transplants, who made a real home and family of her adopted city and lived an unconventional life to its fullest potential. She will be greatly missed by many admirers and kindred spirits.





That sucks.

Knew a bit, saw her one day and she said she was on her way to yoga made me laugh as I knew her career.

Saw her at fund raiser for her at the El Rio less than six months ago and she was in good spirits.

Posted by matlock on Jul. 06, 2012 @ 6:20 pm

I met Hollie through another friend who knew I had a cancer foundation for women and paid for them to get spa treatments. When we talked, oh kindred spirits; she was a diva like me and nothing could break her..nothing. I had one of my massage therapists set up to go to her home and pamper her, but she became too ill. I just came home from back east to hear the news and am so heartbroken. Even in my life, going through 3 cancers myself and being there for my sisters, it never gets easy to hear. But Hollie, as with others of my sisters who have gone into the world of freedom and light, you spur me on to continue to live life to the fullest, keep on loving, never give up even when the stakes are high.

Love you, sis.
Daphne, Heaven's Door Cancer Foundation

Posted by Guest on Jul. 07, 2012 @ 3:08 pm

It is amazing how this guy turns a tragedy into something about how it affected him. Rest in Peace Hollie

Posted by Guest on Jul. 09, 2012 @ 10:39 pm

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