I wanted to create a visual language in my art practice that reflected the way these musical cut-ups and abrasions sounded to me—transmuted, rejoined.
Read MoreThere was a time where I saw myself and my desire as violent, and this song is meant to complicate that story.
Read MoreEven in stories featuring dead characters, more often than not it’s my protagonists that do the haunting, looming like spectres over their own lives, trying to break through and feel real again.
Read MoreGratefully, writing happens to be a method of preservation I have access to. It’s allowed me to guard my grief.
Read MoreThe oval and circular shapes speak of an ancient world, a world where everything is whispered to life by its surrounding details.
Read MoreI am at a point in my life where the question most on my mind isn’t what am I asking from a place, but rather what I owe a place I have made a home.
Read MoreThe human face and figure are inescapable transits of power, and seeing certain poses transforming the page grounds me in myself like nothing else.
Read MoreI suppose we’re drawn to emotional liminality because, at times, anything less feels like a lie.
Read MoreAs a non-religious person, songwriting is the closest thing I have to a spiritual practice.
Read MoreOftentimes the body knows more than the heart can yet articulate.
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