

my month long residency at fish factory was an entirely unexpected journey.
before getting here, i was at a residency in rural finland, wondering where i would go next. in the quiet winter and a deep conversation with my grandpa rock friend, i asked myself:
“if i don’t have to worry about money or anything, where would i want to be in this world?”
the answer emerged almost immediately:
i want to go play with clay in iceland.so by the time i arrived at fish factory, i had about $100 in my pocket.
this was the wildest way, even for a traveling artist, to follow nothing but my intuition to this magical, eerie place.i spent the entire month basking in iceland’s strangeness, held in complete acceptance by my residency mates, diving deep into play with my inner child and other spirit beings.
my art is all about healing with my inner child and making art together with her.
this month, we sat together and decided to unpack a layer of memories and quiet grief surrounding my queerness.we joined songwriting circles, shared stories of spirit encounters, spent long hours in the ceramics studios, and basked in the warmest, most vulnerable kind of conversations.
this place didn’t just accept my weirdness ———
it reminded me how sacred it is to be bathed in it.fish factory embraced me unconditionally and gave me space to tell the stories that had been waiting to surface.
thank you, fish factory & my march residency mates!





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