is a ritual of grief, regeneration, and rehearsals of freedom while living amidst the violence of patriarchy, capitalism, and the imperial core. They look to natural fiber, the land, plant and animal relatives as guides for transmutation..

As a survivor who struggles with dissociation and putting words to my silence, my art practice has been a tactile way to ground myself back in my body, bringing me back to the soft and certain movements of my own two hands. Here, I make softness where I’ve felt a lack, and weave bridges back to the stolen parts of my self.