January 2016: My panic attacks are more frequent as my entire life feels uncertain. For the first time in my life, I don’t have a solid plan in place. I don’t have clear expectations of what will happen, and where that should lead. For, genuinely, the first time in my life, I'm relaying solely on... Continue Reading →
I was married from twenty-one until my early thirties. My first boyfriend I had at 17, and I was a serial monogamist until my far-too-young-marriage. I've never been great at navigating the dating scene pre-2005, and my aforementioned marriage explains why I missed the gradual shift into online dating being a thing in the world.... Continue Reading →
I spent the majority of my thirty-third year of existence somehow convinced I was thirty-four. I have no idea why. I asked Sam, who was born in a blizzard in rural Minnesota in February of 1984, how old she just turned amidst my absurd confusion. She sweetly replied, "Carlis, you are 33. Don't worry. I... Continue Reading →
After a year of sketches, I wasn't super interested in another daily project of doing something. I wanted a break, but I liked the idea of keeping with an annual daily project. So, I decided on a year appreciating something--well a lot of somethings, in fact 365 somethings. Living on Terceira and working at... Continue Reading →
POWER Simone LeClaire I. Sometimes when I am walking in public spaces or waiting for lights to change on corners, for example today a man starts talking about me behind my back or in the side of my peripheral vision this one likes to get it started in third person, so he announces loudly to... Continue Reading →
I don't know what to do with my rage. The reality of our country is sinking in. I had been in a state of shock for weeks after the election. I was in denial for months--I was in denial until the inauguration. Normally, I can use art to express the everything that builds up in... Continue Reading →
