It’s a powerful feeling to pop a tangible object from the print bed, knowing it only existed as a thought in my mind not so long ago. 3D printing allows me to express who I am through body augmentation; very much in the moment. I may not have been born…
I’m not sure of the origin, but somewhere it’s written that you can take a demon’s power away by speaking its name. From my point of view, this single concept underpins what the past four years of life here in the United States has been about. Collectively we’ve started a…
Becoming an Art Wizard I’ve found that mostly everyone I meet wishes they had gotten a letter from a mysterious owl prompting an adventure to a fantastical college of wizardry and magic. As for myself and a handful of my oldest friends, we *did* in fact get our letter which…
I’ve been talking a lot about sex and intimacy lately. This recent outlet of thoughts and feelings is a reflection of my personal account with my gender: the society-dubbed female, and this construct’s relationship to sexuality. I’m at a point where I can look back on the scope of my…
I was hurriedly walking back to my family’s tiny cruise-ship cabin with a tight V-shaped smirk stretched across my lips. Like a quick and dirty grab and go, I had just made out with a boy for the first time. I had met him just that week. We were crammed…
We should all talk about sex. Guys… gals… guys with gals. Everyone should feel comfortable talking with one another casually about sex and sexuality. Not out of perversion. Not out of lack of morality. Not in abandonment of social tact or the construct of “class”, but because our inability and unwillingness to normalize…
I stated last week that I’m writing a neo-bohemian manifesto… yeah? I must point out that I’m not attempting to rewrite the old ways, rather I’d like to draw parallels between periods from the past and today, in order to reflect on how things might be different, the same, or better. I’m doing this to understand what makes…
“Things are going to change,” I decided. “I have the power to forge my own reality!” “Life will get better from here.” I woke some time last week with the clarity to realize I needed to grab the steering wheel and aggressively guide the vehicle (myself) back on corse. Naturally, this…
I attended a magnet school for the arts called Las Vegas Academy back when I was in highschool. All I’ll say is, every sort of nonsense occurred here during my teenage years. It was my spawning ground, and an integral part of me becoming me. At some point I walked…