“Libraries” at The Front in NOLA

Hey, New Orleans friends! Check it out! In addition to the installation I curated this past weekend at Currents New Media Festival, on Saturday some of my printed works were featured on the other end of the country.

“Libraries”, an exhibition curated by my alma mater Little Berlin, is up right now at The Front in New Orleans, LA. The exhibition will be on view at the gallery until July 9th.

Thank you to Will Owen and Cayla Lockwood for thinking of me and including me in the collection of zines and printed works from the Little Berlin zine library.

If you’re in New Orleans, go give the exhibition a look and check out some of my writing from the past couple of years.

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“Libraries” at The Front in NOLA

Currents New Media Festival – Recap

 

Today, I’m feeling really honored to have been asked to be a part of the international cast of artists who are participating in Currents New Media Festival (@currentsnewmedia) this year. Opening weekend was a wild blur of disjointed surreality with so many vulnerabilities exposed and manifestations transposed.

When we set out to create the ManifeSTATION Station, there was no way of knowing how many powerful moments our energies would conjure. From a stranger asking us to write a dream to celebrate 15 years since she had a stroke as a kid, to the family sharing their story about how they almost missed their son’s birthday because of car trouble and a cancelled flight, to all the new friends that repeatedly visited us throughout the weekend to decompress from the festivities happening on the main stage.

There were tears shared. There were hearts opened wide. The unicorn and clown animas brightened the moments that felt lonely. Everyone thought we were on psychedelics, but we were probably the soberest people there, just one foot in the dream, doing the Fool’s leap to other dimensions.

On our last night we stayed late in the tent reading all of the manifestations that had been written throughout the weekend. Reading writings from the Hopes and Dreams side, I felt a tug at my heart, and started weeping. There’s so much suffering in the world. All of the visitors. It felt like the lotus tent behind us had spread a wide net to round up all of the fellow freaks and outsiders.

The space presented itself as a space to recover from the outside perils. Something about the vacant lot we assembled it on, held this vortex of energy. Only the right people even saw us, much less entered. Every moment shared was a return to personal peace.

Every click of the typewriter adding to a soundbath elixir. The mantras projected animating inner consciousness. An expansion of installations assembled in the main gallery.

And in that main gallery, themes of climate change, identity, and expanding community continued to reflect what we set out to accomplish. It felt like everything was a deep conversation on the human experience. I appreciate so much the folks we shared the stage with.

Currents New Media Festival – Recap

Dream Poet For Hire in Taos News

Excited to see myself and Anthony Evan Carson featured in the Taos News this week for our #poetryondemand and #drawingsbyrequest around the area over the last few years!

Come check us out at Currents New Media Festival this weekend where we’ll be manifesting #dreamsbyrequest all night long.

Hours of operation
Thursday, 6/7 install/soft open
Friday, 6/8 12pm-12am
Saturday, 6/9 12pm-12am
Sunday, 6/10 12pm-7pm

Special thank you to Dawn Franco for the incredible write up documenting all the collaborations and projects we’ve been pulling together recently.

You can read the full article here: https://taosnews.com/stories/dreams-on-demand,48761?https://taosnews.com/stories/dreams-on-demand,48761?

Dream Poet For Hire in Taos News

Currents New Media Festival – Update

Working today with Anthony Carson on our ManifeSTATION Station, which will premiere at Currents New Media Festival in Santa Fe, NM during opening weekend, June 7th-June 10th.

Step inside this lotus tent and add your manifestations to the air. There will be audio and visual projections to make all these manifestations come true. We’re talking about the simple things and the big things. The everything that is personal and the way things like the Earth call us home.

Outside the ManifeSTATION Station, Anthony and I will be offering #dreamsbyrequest in the form of drawings and typewritten poetry. Can’t wait to pull this wild experience together and share it with you all, come June!

Currents New Media Festival – Update

 

I woke up Sunday morning and wondered if it had all been just a dream. The kind of dreaming where it is hard to distinguish the surreal from reality. A whirlwind of sound and experience. And every element falling into place exactly as it should be.

It only happens once every few years, but on Saturday night I separated from my dream body, the magical unicorn, Ma Ja Ka. It was the closing night of “A Poem Is Where The Heart Is…” and the mood seemed right for us to become two bodies in order to read some of the poetry everyone has written throughout National Poetry Month inside the gallery.

Thank you everyone for attending this grand dream exhibition! Thank you to everyone who played such a big role in creating it. So much beauty and community was shared. I’m still frolicking in the euphoria stirred in my heart. I thought I’d be relieved to have the month over, but honestly, my heart aches for more. Looking forward to everything that comes next in this wild life.

In The Taos News

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“A Poem Is Where The Heart Is…” in the Taos News this morning. Read the full article here: https://taosnews.com/stories/art-for-arts-sake,48089

Come see Taos hum!
Saturday, May 12 at 7pm at Parse Seco
with live music by Daughter Dear and Esmé Olivia
and an interactive sound installation designed by Jamin Reyes, Sam Fischer, Brett Tomadin, and myself.

Don’t miss it!

In The Taos News

When I first started talking about building “A Poem Is Where The Heart Is…”, my installation at Parse Seco in Taos, NM for National Poetry Month, multiple folks responded saying, “Wow, what you’re building really captures what it’s like inside the Poet’s mind”. That’s certainly the aesthetic I’ve always chosen, where the more senses that are stimulated the merrier.

With projections flying across the page, sounds humming from every direction, readings that challenge the hierarchial norms of poesis, music and movement, dishes to dine upon, and as many people as possible stuffed into the room speaking beautiful verse all at the same time, the dream exhibition is just beginning to take form.

My favorite part about this past month has been all of the unenvisioned collaborations that have manifested through the act of creating a space where anything can be born. I’ve seen so many connect and so many more find their voice. I’ve sat as audience and had all of my heart strings pulled, so that the tears and the laughs come out on all fronts. I’ve felt elation just piecing together all of the ideas and working to keep the space in constant flux through multiple transformations.

A few people have said, “Why don’t you leave it up all summer? I’m going to be sad to see it go.” But all dreams are temporal. And as they pass, it is our memories of them that guide us forth.

Fortunately, this last piece: the closing reception taking place tomorrow night at 7pm, will be a final sonic blast of pure bliss that reflects all that has transpired throughout the exhibit over the past few weeks. I am filled with both excitement and a sense of awe just thinking about all the working parts that’ll come together and make tomorrow night a dream not to be forgotten! From soulful music performed by Mary Arose in her new project Daughter Dear and the sacred harmonies performed by Esmé Olivia with her guitar and loop station and hand drum, to the dozens of poets reading from that infinite scroll everyone has spilled the ink of their heart upon, to the cacophonous sound installation built by myself, Jamin Reyes, Sam Fischer, and Brett Tomadin turning the short staccatos of a typewriter orchestra into the thick depths of a cosmic swirl.

We will hear Taos hum.
It’ll begin as a gentle purr that’ll quickly work its way through our core before beginning to roar.

Some may dance to its melody. Others will spread their wings and begin to soar. We will all be living in poetry, the words the things that craft our reality. This is a launching point into the community we have always known. I can’t wait to share this experience with you. To be a guest in it, myself.

At some point in the night, someone way down in town or maybe as far away as the Mesa will hear the echos of the ruckus we make above, and say to their lover, “My dear, I think that mountain is alive. I think we made it home.”