by no means exhaustive; simply, i felt this is my manifesto of the moment, my intentions, the things that felt so important for me to write down after a few days in my sickbed, watching alice rohrwacher films, the celebration (and everything in the to all the boys i’ve loved before universe, too), and marcel dzama and his son being whimsical and delightful in an interview about art and fatherhood.

normally, i have a minimum of 1 hour plus all the preparation and comedown from my workouts and that is the priority and there is not always much room for the self or anything else on a given day. there is earning my pennies and eating a lot of protein and walking the dog, but how grateful i am to my sickbed for allowing me to be greasy and frenzied with ideas, with visions of friendship and art walks and fantastical breakfast parties floating through my head.

below my proclamations, i have chosen a photo from each month of 2024 to share with you as well. ~~~~~~