36Oakland, United States
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My self-summary
Art equals escape. Who's with me on this one? After all, there are a million myths we could write or pictures we could paint about the random contents of an abandoned drawer. Or we could just light the drawer on fire. Either of those options could be fun...
What I’m doing with my life
At the age of five I had life figured out - when I grew up I would either be an artist, a scientist, a historian, or a dump truck (not the driver, the actual truck). So when genetics shattered my dreams of becoming heavy machinery I decided to become an artist and writer instead. I make installation/performance pieces about local history and ecology, blog about urban space, obsessive compulsively abuse Google Maps, and am working on a book about hand-painted signs in SF.

When I truly hate my free time, I dabble in costume design, set design, and organize underground to not-so-underground experience art events.

Of course none of these things actually pay my bills but that's a different, more boring story.
I’m really good at
Using four letter words in the presence of children. Creating a passable pirate costume from the contents of a free bin. Wearing heels while running to catch the bus, using power tools, or hammering in rebar. Breaking my sewing machine. Taking blurry photos. Talking with my hands to the point where I knock things over. Making weird noises and trying to force my vocabulary of weird snorts and squeals and DARPS! onto other people. Local history especially when it applies to geography and ecology and the use of water/waterways. Thinking about social and physical space. Being kinkier than your Fifty Shades of Grey reading mom but less kinky than your creepy uncle with the dungeon in his basement (P.S. tell him to stop messaging me on Fetlife). Enthusiastically bad dancing and pinball playing. Playing Bad Idea Fairy and the Muse of All Things Evil. Having awkward hair. I mean being awkward and having hair. Oh, nevermind.
The first things people usually notice about me
That you can never quite pinpoint the color of my eyes.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Sounds: I cannot deny my weakness for a good foppish front man or anyone channeling the Cocteau Twins. This seems to transcend genres although my taste leans more towards the indie side of things. Rdio would say that I listen to a lot of Twin Shadow, Geographer, Future Islands, Yeasayer, Grizzly Bear, Grimes, Young Galaxy, Bear in Heaven, and Active Child. I would also add Nick Cave, the Swans, Pulp, TV on the Radio, Joy Division, Zola Jesus, Skinny Puppy and Firewater to that list.

Words: I have a weakness for magical realism, dystopian novels, and non-fiction books about local history. The last five books I read were: We by Yevgeny Zamyatin, Bohemian San Francisco - Its Restaurants and Their Most Famous Recipes; the Elegant Art of Dining, In the Country of Last Things by Paul Auster, Wanderlust: A History of Walking by Rebecca Solnit, and 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami.

Moving Pictures: I own two Doctor Who scarves, a Blade Runner umbrella, and a Star Trek uniform - this should tell you something about my taste in teevee and moovees.

Pictures: Once upon a time Louise Bourgeois and Eva Hesse were my heroes. Then I discovered Land Art and Conceptual Art. That seemed to change everything.
Six things I could never do without
* Notebook and pens with super fluid black ink
* Roadtrips through the desert at dusk
* My shitty hipster bicycle which currently has broken brakes - WEEEE NON-CONSENSUAL FIXIE!
* Absurd knee high socks
* The camera I don't really know how to use
* Being an agent of chaos
I spend a lot of time thinking about
That the Ikea in Emeryville was built on top of an ancient burial ground. That Drawbridge is the Bay Area's sole ghost town. That the Mission and SOMA are crisscrossed with buried waterways and that the original waterline downtown is somewhere around New Montgomery Street. The Raven's Manzanita, the California poppy, and the fragility of urban ecologies. The physiology of moss, the logos on bottle caps, and how I can make art about them. How to unfuck the world and build community. Would a pirate *really* wear hot pink booty shorts?
On a typical Friday night I am
Talking with my hands about the big ideas, beautiful moments, and small details that make up life.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I drool and talk in my sleep, and often have vivid dreams where people say they hate me over email.
You should message me if
Let's climb trees, eat pie, and talk about art! Let's ride bikes, drink tea, and talk about social justice. Let's go on a road trip, drink all the coffee, and talk about urban space!
The two of us