a love letter to the sweet vulnerability that comes with the everyday, and a reminder that many of us are re-learning what it means to practice again and again.
I think about how social media often forces us to create this one digestible persona for anonymous audiences to snack on. I think about how social media contributes to the idea that we are stagnant beings. I think about how much this stagnancy makes me forget my own ability to be something more luminescent, liminal, queer, watery, slip-to-touch.
— Annika Hansteen-Izora