VLOG | A day in the Haus: zine-making, rule-breaking, and why I'm scared of my own Shorts
Come spend a day in the Haus with me - filming, zine-making, a fabulous outfit, and time with some of my favourite people in the world.
“Recognize the thing that excites us the most”
"[W]e have to recognize that the thing that looks most flawed, might, in fact, be the most interesting thing in the work. So we’re not looking for the thing that functions best, because to do that is to only reward the most conventional and most familiar moves the work makes. But to try to recognize the thing that excites us the most, or intrigues us the most, which may be something the writer doesn’t even understand." - Peter Turchi
I created a monster! (and by monster I mean puppet)
A while back, Jennifer and I spent an afternoon making puppets in my studio. No plan, no tutorial, just a bunch of scrap materials and a great big dollop of FAFO attitude. This is what that looked like.
I don’t do goals. I do BINGO.
Bingo, bango, bongo, bitches! We’re setting not-goals for 2026.
Send Nudes: behind the scenes of a daunting photoshoot
What does it mean to deliberately put your 45-year-old body into the world when culture has decided women your age should be fading quietly into the background? What's the difference between being looked at and choosing to be seen? What does it mean to be visible?
“The work will not endure.”
“The feminist act of de-creation is making something that one acknowledges will fail, will decay. The work will not endure.” - Lauren Elkin
“Artists do not seek to imitate form”
“Artists do not seek to imitate form, but to create form; not to imitate life, but to find an equivalent for life.” - Roger Fry
“Blood is coursing through our bodies”
“As I speak, blood is coursing through our bodies. As it moves away from the heart it marches to a 2/4 or a 4/4 beat and it's arterial blood, re-oxygenated, assertive, active, progressive, optimistic. When it reaches our extremities and turns toward home - the heart - well, it's nostalgic, it's venous blood (as in veins), it's tired, wavelike, rising and falling, fighting against gravity and inertia, and it moves to the beat of a waltz, a 3/4 beat, a little off, really homesick now, and full of longing. When we first write our poems, how arterial they seem! And when we go back to them, how venous they seem!” - Mary Ruefle