I was born in a whale, but the whale was dead, so I thought: okay. Let’s deal with this. I didn’t know how to push. I sat there for a while and considered the art. It’s maybe a miracle. The impulse to move. I thought I could do that. I waited. I tried again. It … More Whales

Hello, Sky

“You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.” – Pema Chodron Lately, I’ve been thinking about how I cultivate weather inside my body. “Is it biological? Chemical? Cultural? Hereditary?” My rainmaking is not intentional. It’s torrential: sloshing around in my stomach, collecting in a moat– aimed to isolate or protect something. This … More Hello, Sky


“This is a project where everybody wins: the villages will get power, the cliffs won’t be damaged and it will be a work of art.”-  Hiro Yamagata Sometimes, I wake up with a sense of urgency, and I immediately pull for my phone. The world is happening. I see something pretty: a elderly woman in … More Winning


On Valentine’s Day, my husband went to work and stumbled on this street art piece: an arrow shot through the heart. Bright red, black, and bruised up against the telephone pole. I love the realism of the heart– is it real? A pig’s heart? Imitation? I’m not sure. I was not there in person to … More EENCH is the EENCH