Breath of Hope: Art Making for the Revolution
What is hope in these violent times? This is the prompt I explored with a kindred friend early on in October. When I was in a crash course to educate myself on the ongoing genocide being carried out against Palestine. With awareness that it was my whiteness that privileged me from even learning about Palestine before then. And recognition of the harmful cost of my privileged ignorance.
Honoring Grief: Art Making for the Revolution
So many of us do not have support to relate to grief. it can feel unbearable. What can a healing, supported pathway of grieving look like?
Be in Community: Weekly Art Making for the Revolution
As we witness the ongoing genocides, many are feeling isolated, defeated, and alone. Colonization and white supremacy thrive on our isolation. How can we find and engage with liberatory, mutually reciprocal community - and what messaging blocks us from doing so?
Ancestors: Weekly Art Making for the Revolution
Growing up I heard very little about my ancestors. We are white, and my family taught me that we are Irish, French Canadien, and Blackfeet. We had a family tree that that no one ever talked about. The only stories told involved the living - we rarely spoke of or acknowledged the dead. And even then it was only a sentence or two, and one generation back.