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Showing posts from April, 2017

love mission

Because secret love notes are tiny bits of art and magic rolled into one. (the kids especially wanted to love bomb one of their favorite shops, RR Traders - go say hi!) Photo by Nicole Cloutier Frizzo who found this note Because you never know who your kindness might touch and what it might mean to them. Because spreading love is one of my biggest missions. Because often times these are the exact reminders I need myself.  Because I hope to raise compassionate love warriors who aren't afraid to feel what it means to be human, and how important it is to show up for one another. ^ ^ ^ Writing a stack of post-it notes and sticking them all round town is tiny a revolutionary act. It was also a great practice in vulnerability for all of us. The kids wondered if it was vandalism or littering, or if people would be mad if we put things on their windows. In the beginning they were looking over their shoulders at who mi

carving a path for women's sexuality

On Saturday, I hosted my very first Pleasure Salon in the studio. It was a beautiful evening of solidarity, vulnerability, silliness and fun - everything I had envisioned this kind of gathering to be. Intimate. Honest. Powerful. So I've been thinking a lot about what it means to positively and safely carve out space for women's sexuality and embodiment in a culture that is constantly trying to shut us down and shame us. The double standard that wants to sell us every version of our ideal lives with sexually provocative ideas and imagery, is also the same exact institution that works to disempower us from our bodies and take away our agency. The hypocrisy is staggering and often times utterly confusing. Having spent a lot of time in the subculture of sex-positivity and advocacy, I can say without a doubt that we have a long way to go in being able to claim and even safely normalize the desires of women. The vulnerability it takes to be on the forefront of this mission out

leaving to arrive

" Be ready at amy moment to give up who you are for who you might become. "  I've been inching my way out the door, slowly letting an old version of myself go. Moving to the new studio space is more a result than the catalyst, a physical manifestation of how I am arriving in a brand new place. Yes, it's true. I've been here before reaching for a dream that's felt like a part of me for as long as I can remember. What's hard to see without distance and perspective is that the work is not a circle going round and round. It's a spiral, like a staircase bringing you higher and higher and closer to your truth every time you step forward to try and try again. Nothing ever fails. The difference is, this time, I know who I am. I am filling my space with what I know and what I have to offer. For so many years I lived as a shadow artist, surrounding myself with the light and talents of others which kept me in some ways from having to really figu