Where did half my podcast listeners go? I hope they are ok. I’m kind of worried they go sick from the pandemic.
Also Rip MF DOOM
Love is the breeze as it whispers secrets to you about yourself and the world.
It’s really a beautiful place. The edges are rusty and sun kissed. Home.
All parts of one whole.
Pick up my new poster.
It is a hard time in America to be Asian. It has never been easy to be a woman and it has never been easy to be a Black woman. I did this painting to show how we all walk in the same places. In my neighborhood there are so many cultures living together. Three miles of Langley Park at a paint swatch of browns of every spectrum. They all are thought as “essentially workers”, which is to say they work in the world where the rich have them putting them selves in danger for convenience and mostly have no health care. We have the same struggles and we surf the same waves. People are people peopling.