Photo of Isabelle Kirouac and Delia Brett by Willoughby Arévalo | Design by Delia Brett The Reciprocity of Sensation and Being To touch is to be touched. To see is to be seen. To move is to be moved. To hear is to be entered. To speak is to extend ourselves outward—to touch the world with our breath. We are built from the same minerals as the inanimate rock. When we kick a rock down the path, the bones of our feet and legs – our mineral body – are meeting itself with itself,

From Scarcity to Sufficiency: A Story of Remembering Some of you may remember how I wrote back in April that I was leaving for a two-month sojourn to Greece — and how it brought to light some false interpretations or unconscious beliefs I was still holding around scarcity and my worthiness to enjoy the goodness of life without  first working really hard and stressing out a lot. Ha! Well, after floating in the azure Aegean nearly every day and climbing the breathtaking mountai

If there is anything an artist needs more than her craft it’s hope. In 2019, I had one of the most challenging, disruptive, creative, stressful, life-changing years of my life. That year I created three original productions with my creative partner of MACHiNENOiSY. Each of them, feats of imagination and dedication that were years in the making and each production an irrefutable testament to our courage and commitment to reach higher. And even though there were many other exqu

Image from Wix -  Funky Graffiti Dear Artist, I see you. I see you toiling away in the corners, on the edges, in the margins — fighting for a moment on the stage, in the gallery, in the hall, to be seen in the eyes of your audience, your contemporaries, your critics, your friends, your family, your city, your country, your culture — as exceptional. as valuable. Dear Artist, I see you. I see the ways in which you have looked with your inner eyes, listened with your inner ears,