We're going out with a bang

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Summer always seems to creep up on me. It also seems like the shortest season in Seattle, and I constantly feel like it’s slipping through my fingers like sand. I never spend enough time at the beach, sitting in the grass at the park, or camping with friends.

Of course June is the holy month of my people, so we spent a lot of time celebrating and generally just being as queer as possible out in public. I danced with friends and kissed people in bars and watched more drag performances than I thought was even possible. My legs ache from dancing, my pores are filled with glitter, and I can’t get the sweet smell of hundreds of sweaty queer bodies out of my nose. We sang, we danced, we reveled in our joy. We are here, we are queer, we aren’t going anywhere.

I also had the opportunity to fire again at East Creek, and I love the new work! I’m hoping to sell most of it in person at my August studio sale, but whatever’s left will be posted in a web drop come September.

Classes and Events

I’m teaching one last class at the studio, and it’s going to be so fun! We’ll be sculpting functional pipes in the shape of pussies! I hope you’ll join me!

I’m also excited to be throwing a studio move out party! We’re going out with a bang! The party will be an opportunity to buy finished pieces, studio supplies, and clay and glazes. It’ll also be a celebration! We’ll be sculpting and getting our hands in the clay, making weird things, just like always! There will also be snacks, drinks, and generally fun vibes! Come by and say hi!

In the end

We seem to be living in the end times. The downfall of this empire. And yet it is also so normal. We go to work and watch our shows, and witness people being kidnapped off the streets and disappeared. To my loves who have been fighting: rest and recharge this season, so you can return soon with more life in you. To my loves who could be fighting more: now is your time to step up and relieve some of the pressure; to take on some of the burden of resistance. This is a team effort: we need each other to survive.

I love you.