Some quick notes about me, personally:
I will dabke and Armenian line dance until my knees give out.
I believe living in itself (can be) an art practice.
Spirituality and pleasure are not mutually exclusive.
I am queer and prefer they/them pronouns.
The vegan manti at Carousel made me cry.
My current favorite karaoke song.
Some quick notes about me, professionally:
I tell stories and build worlds.
I think about what links us to our pasts and potential futures.
I think about our environments and the cycles that provide the rhythm and tempo of our lives.
I work reciprocally, moving fluidly between making, writing, concept and object.
I think about hybridity, spectrums of being and how we understand belonging and otherness.
Poetry=Artist Statement
My work lives in the spaces in between; the high shelves of the pantry undisturbed for years, the tight corners of a library on a rainy spring night, the hesitant lurch of stunted breath where desire should come alive but sits patient for the ‘right moment’. These are the spaces where you can find a pinhole into the eclipse of the past and where fragments of the future sparkle off of spinning mirrors.
I pull from the bleached-white papers of the academy, too clean against the muck of the unfiltered coffee I plunge into to find myself and yours and I find within them both the seeds of knowing, just as valuable as refined sugar and sometimes just as sinister.
My work is a dance between the cosmic cycles of instagram and immigration, what comes to life in aimless doodles scribbled while on the phone with friends overseas, in the octave of transformation.
I value the roots of my tradition but am not bound by figments of an idealized past.
There is no home to return to; and it does not sadden me for the journey elsewhere is more interesting.
