Photoshoot from a two-week residency jabs (abby & jasmine) completed in September 2018, at Artscape Gibraltar Point on Toronto Island.
I am holding peace in the wonderful posture of solitude. In this peace the paradox is true, and what is true will guide me on my way.
Event recap of Art from the Streets exhibition at the ArtScience Museum, Singapore.
I love the textures of urban spaces; they constantly remind me that life is sprawling and yet so unique to each inhabitant.
Another year. While stepping into my 27th year of walking on this earth, holding 26 years of days in my skin, I wander. I reflect on the love and support I’ve received, and I am grateful. I consider my achievements and failures, my work and my rest, and I am full. I forget the things so ordinary they have settled like silt, yet become the bedrock of me. I catch a glimpse of the monsters I’ve befriended, the demons still sullen, the stories I am sitting with, waiting on language for. I decide on how to be reliable and unpredictable at the same time: to hold trust to receive another life with integrity and grace to defy easy definition to shed expectations like dead skin to prevent the labels from boxing me in to remain a complete universe to surprise and wonder those looking for the ends and the means to wonder at the ends and the means to remember to pause at the bridge and catch the evening shadow of trees to walk the …