“Eye Contact Is Way More Intimate Than Words Will Ever Be.”

a little personal response / tribute to "here's the life i've always longed for" by Anna Haifisch. the original means so much to me, and even though it's hard, I feel like every day i'm making more steps toward finally being on the other side of that fence <:)

I made a baby blanket for a pregnant woman at work and I went back and forth about it like “is this weird? To like hand make something for someone when we’re like friendly acquaintances not like bffs. God why are you so fucking awkward.” Anyway I gave it to her and she said she loved it and in the back of my head I’m like yea she’s nice and probably just humoring the weirdo. Well she texted me a picture this weekend of a scrunchy faced newborn at the hospital wrapped in the blanket I made her. And I’m like. Wow. She loved it so much she took it with her! To the hospital! To give birth! She wrapped her newborn it! I am just so filled with love and joy right now.

People will love the things you make them. Because you thought of them and you cared.

if i could give you up i would erase you

Jimmy Santiago Baca, I Am Offering This Poem

Francis Alys - Sometimes Making Something Leads to Nothing (1997)

Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it Hand burnt text on silk velvet 42″ x 24″ 2016

kathleen turner / ana mendieta / david shrigley / audre lorde