Happy two years @spencerhurley 💙
I feel like the luckiest person ever knowing I get to marry you in less than a month.
I met Spencer on a job at the UN back in September 2024 when things in the world and this country felt, by comparison, much more peaceful. After about 5+ weeks working on site together, watching how he worked with his crew, and those who weren’t on his crew — as well as bad situations, long days, deep annoyances, and several floods — I thought, “I should get to know him better,” and I have never been more right.
Our life together since has been more fun and less floods, but there’s no saying how grateful I am to be heading into the future with this particular person alongside.
#savethedolphins
Lake George 2025 edition — Clear starry skies, swimming, snorkeling, underwater rock gardens, fire, and always the best people camping. Even @spencerhurley made it out this time! — These yearly returns are such a wonderful way to check in. So much has shifted since I first camped here in 2020, but the water in that lake is magic always. (It reminds me to protect what I hold dear: natural spaces and our ability to access their beauty.)
more days: with every added day the accumulation threatens to overcome my apartment. They rattle in the hallway as the cat rushes by, and knock into my ankles as I sleepily walk to the bathroom in the morning. when i pick them up again to document, the individuality of each falls out of the pile.
I’m excited to be showing work alongside these amazing artists @j.descarfino , @ebanksdarla , @kathleenmaximin , this March at Five Myles Gallery in Brooklyn.
Reception is this Saturday (3/2) from 5:30p to 8p. Come by!
Five Myles will be showing selections from my series “All Sidewalks Now” which I’ve been working on since 2022. After pouring concrete directly onto the ground I then spend months picking out reeds, leaves, and blades of grass to uncover these micro-landscapes, memorials to displaced grounds.
#contemporaryart #concrete #cementart #landart
Beautiful days and nights. Thank you for all the birthday love that keeps showing up in people and in nature.— I’ve been camping in Lake George, NY, kayaking the Lower Salt River in AZ with my cousin and childhood friends, and jumping in the Pacific in Vancouver, BC. Xoxoxo
I’m several weeks late on anything resembling a ‘seasonable’ pride post, but as an often latecomer to many a party, here I am:
1: Pride is a different process when you’re scared, uncertain, unsupported, denied, or rejected. Trans lives are threatened. And we know this. This is not new news. But it continues. My queer community is beautiful, a life force, and under enormous stress.
The persecution of trans-rights is felt directly. I feel it as I process my former relationship, our trajectory, our attempts to find stability in the middle of an earthquake.
2: Prisms work by taking light and separating out the wavelengths so its component parts become visible to us. It shows us all the colors that together make our world, and we are all part of this same bright light.
3: My experience of being non-binary for me means that I experience my gender in terms of weight, light, and color, rather than boy or girl/man or woman… While my gender moves in curves and tones, the metronomic click of the binary gives me whiplash.
My social journey has been slow. For the most part I still closet my pronouns in my event production work, even though it is where sometimes I feel most myself, collaborative problem solving amongst a community. — I feel braver in the classroom, where my students’ self expression is an inspiration to me, and I am compelled to model a thoughtful confidence in my own self expression when I meet them.
4: I’ve just come off a long project: over-night load-ins with bonus daytime meetings. In the middle of it I was diagnosed with ADHD (which might seem fairly obvious for those in the know, but for me has set off a whole new phase of self understanding). This past five years has been nothing but change, change, change (which can feel like loss, loss, loss).
Thank goodness for all the moments of joy and wonder I’ve found and been gifted. I’m so grateful for the friends, old and new, who see me and my artwork starting to emerge.
XoxoA
