“For despite the great efforts of traditional historians, the past is not something that can be kept in order—kept in place.” – Jennifer A. Gonzalez
On a map I could draw lines from Britain to Jamaica to Canada, but I could never position myself in one place. I felt my identity was always in transit: I was the journey of one country to another and never the country itself. —from my journal: "My Time with Isaac"
Today's trials and tribulations are especially heavy. While I pride myself on having this resilience, perseverance and this strength sometimes it seems childish and naive. There must be stars in my eyes to think that this place can be one of happiness. I find myself wondering why no one appears unless things are especially terrible,... Continue Reading →
Virtual Safe Spaces: Habbo Hotel
I've been playing Habbo Hotel since 2006. I'd sign on, visit a popular space and make new friends. When it comes to thinking about virtual safe spaces the phrase itself can seem contradictory. For example, I entirely avoid the YouTube comment section when Cheescaleigh uploads a video on MTV's Decoded. Francesca even mentioned that she had... Continue Reading →
Why is Vanity Synonymous with Self-Love?
My Makeup is Not for You. Having a defined self-care routine is very important for maintaining my mental and physical health. It is so easy to forget about yourself and the care that you deserve when you're working five days a week and running around the city. It's also incredibly important to realize that... Continue Reading →
What Quizzes Say About My Character
Strengths Weaknesses
Types of Privilege – Part One
Privilege rears its head in many forms and places. It is crucial to remember that those who are privileged in one form may be under privileged in another. And for that reason, we must always reassess the roles we play in the narratives of privilege and discrimination. Heterosexual Privilege: I have a love/hate relationship with Coming... Continue Reading →
Beware the Crazy Spinster.
Oh my God. I just realized I'm not married. And that I don't have a boyfriend. And that at any moment an angry mob will ransack my apartment in declaration that I'm a witch, before they burn me at the stake. How dare I be in my twenties and single, let alone unmarried? Damn. Damn. Damn.... Continue Reading →
hiatus III
I disappeared for a moment, didn't I? I'm not sure what difference it'll make if I say sorry, so I won't do that. Although I haven't been posting characters or new blog posts that doesn't mean I'm not working on new things.But, I'm back... sort of. I'm currently curating and writing for an upcoming exhibition... Continue Reading →
Famous Last Words 