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On Demonstrations & Indigenous Fetishization

Returned home on Sunday after spending two weeks in residency @shinstitute. Sharing this woven work in-progress and my thesis research with my home community was one of my longings and priorities since the conception of this project almost 3 years ...

Goodnight Moon

At night, Mama would wash her feet in the bathtub. Dirty feet meant that she had been privileged enough to spend the evening in her garden with her fingers in the soil. She’d dry her feet with a very high-quality hand towel from the complete towel set ...

Oh, to be a Flower

I wish to evoke the quintessence of Flower.And so, I wish to become her. The rain comes from above, deep into the soil, and makes its way to the roots.Water is sipped up by leaves, and up by petals, and disappears into clouds.Earth becomes Sky, Sky ...

Strokes of Mystery & Wonder

In a silent language of buttons, Mama taught me the lessons of energy flow and reciprocity. She demonstrated that buttons had power to control the speed of time when you line them up just so — tiny buttons to convey weightlessness and large ones to ...