Seeds in the Wind
When friends become friends because of the most (un)likely series of events. As always, it began with coffee and seeds.
When friends become friends because of the most (un)likely series of events. As always, it began with coffee and seeds.
During my three-month artist residency in Pullman at the mosnart visiting artist project, I challenged myself to be leisurely in a neighborhood defined by labor.


I posed questions to myself: do we value labor over leisure? Has leisure become labor? Must we produce perpetually? Do we enjoy the fruit of our labors?


What to do?
Absolutely nothing?

Whether it’s chatting over drinks, laughing between a spoonful of Hawaiian ice, delving deeply over the most exquisite dishes or tasting everything our world has to offer, I love being with my parents. Recently, we hit the ground running. Well, that’s what we always do.
I recently completed a three-month artist residency in the lovely Chicago neighborhood of Pullman. After considering a number of ideas of what I planned to do during my stay, I landed on contemplating the idea of leisure in area known for labor.
This was not my first project on leisure, having engaged others for years on its importance, especially for Black people. After visiting Pullman numerous times over the years, I had long desired to be here.
Being.







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These chicken wings are “Oven Baked Buffalo Wings”! I tell myself that they are healthier cooked this way, and just as delicious. They are crispy, juicy, tender and oh so good.
Click here for the recipe. Bon appétit!
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