EuroReview 4. Raw Matters

From what I gathered through the many conversations I had while I was there, Austria is very divided between the new and the old: the conservative and the rebellious, the classical and the punk, tradition and evolution; this schism has spawned some of the most mind-blowingly free thinking, super conscious and evolved, expressive and outspoken, art-centered youth. Yes. All of those things. I’m not kidding when I say I was blown away.

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EuroReview 3. 60 Minute Dance Party

The dance room was filled with dozens – even hundreds – of balloons and video projections of lucid bright lights which flashed on every wall and streamed across the posts and columns that held the high ceiling. On one of the walls was a huge count down that began at 60 minutes. The space was set. The Administrators were eager. The Participants were hesitant.

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EuroReview 2. Tanzquartier

On either side of the room and intermingled with the audience were several microphones. Every now and again, someone would say some words or present a monologue, mostly all in German. One woman spoke at great length about being a midwife, another about art and creation. And still the people buttered bread. Rows and rows of sliced bread, continuously being buttered.

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EuroReview 1. De Bovenkamer

Though staged more as a piece of contemporary dance than a play, De Bovenkamer certainly had its theatrical elements. But when the men began covering the entire floor in newspaper while the women repetitively poured milk down their heads and bodies, it was unclear whether the ultimate aim was to shock or inform.

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Black Sheep or Projection?

Written at 4 am in Kiev, Ukraine. My great aunt’s kitchen table, orange streetlamp beaming through ornate lace curtains and cutting the color of icy dark blue. I couldn’t sleep, my throat felt continuously tightened as I lay in bed. I knew something had to be written and this is what came out. Having arrived for the untimely burial of my uncle, I was processing all of my concepts of family. 11 am East Coast time.

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The Hardest Thing I've Overcome

One of the least talked about things in the stories of my people- MY people, being the kids who got out of their country's bad situations, the kids whose parents gave up nearly everything for them to have a better life- is that of deep, ancestral Trauma. It's the trauma that follows bloodlines and breeds insecurities and even deeper fears of failure

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On Routines, Change, and Growing Gracefully

It seems like the biggest hold up with Transitions is the slowly dawning realization that when you change one major thing, EVERYTHING ELSE will change as well. And it’s all of those changes that are the ones we don’t always easily except. They’re the ones that trip us up.

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Happiness, Success, and Being an Artist

That perfect, gestural line, crisp as it whips down along the curves and angles it defines. A smudge of thick lavender icing beside electric lemon smoke. The smell of fresh cut wood and mineral spirits; of doughy, old oil paint. This. Is. The. Shit. That. Matters.

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It's Okay to Surrender// on Retrogrades

It's sort of like....you know when an anxiety prone pup in a crate starts working himself up and keeps barking and barking until eventually he works himself into such a frenzy that there's no going back and he's hurting himself on the door trying to get out? Yeah, it's exactly like that.

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Admire. Brat. Best Friend. Love

My intent was to do a shoot that showcased their natural beauty sans the heavy, contoured makeup that makes girls look far beyond their years nowadays. I wanted to capture that fleeting, playful spirit that lingered in their waning summer days of girlhood.

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