Back in studio and online and what a time. It can feel weird to talk about art and ask for more support and imagination when the chasm is huge, the grieving deep, and humans—especially those most vulnerable—are not being cared for, and worse, attacked. The pain is unthinkable.

It can be hard to not feel consumed by the sinking emotions and wonder why art. And yet art is a portal where wonder, joy, sorrow, curiosity, imagination, suffering and hope can all live, wrestle, and transform. Creating art has forever changed me and watching people project their creative voice gives me sacred pause. It is a balm that can keep us moving, creating, growing, and hoping for something more.