A conversation on critics

333 words

Fran is a rather tall woman from the Mashonaland East Province of Zimbabwe.

I sat down with myself to discuss the project, the process, my intentions, and aspirations.

Pictured: My grandmother, her hands, and her cheesecake

You have been retrieved, removed, repaired, re-appropriated, replaced and replicated time and time again.

A conversation on working against instinct

765 words

Medicine is powerful; in front of medicine, humanity manifests its bizarre, absurd, and surreal aspects.

When sharing food is a public health hazard and exchanging recipes doesn’t bridge the distance, invite a friend to a virtual dinner.

“A cheese is just one small piece of the world – one lump of microbe-riddled milk curds – but each is a point of centuries of tradition.”

A conversation on working through honesty

404 words

For my family, chai is the elixir of life. It is had at least twice a day and offered to all who enter our home. And for most of my life, I have consumed it within the walls of my home in Tennessee and Bombay, knowing it to be a lasting testament of my Gujarati heritage.

After the war, Anna and Larry (Friedmann) Flynn settled in Vancouver. They married and purchased a rainbow house: a stuccoed bungalow on W 64th Street.

A conversation on parents

6:20 minutes

Funes has been gifted and cursed by an extraordinary eidetic memory. What he wants is to encode each number a unique name of an object, a person, a place, a sound, a smell, or another number. He isn’t the only one who attempted to name a series of things.

The high school gymnasium is a scary place. For many queer people, the locker room is perhaps the more frightening portion of that space—that chamber in which we would undress, shower, redress, address and avoid each other, pray for the bell to ring, and hope that everyone forgot we actually had to play sports.

A conversation on sharing

5:32 minutes

When I eat cheese, a similar phenomenon occurs. Except, of course, I imagine landscapes and architectural spaces.

Monuments are made to be immortal, but they are products of their environment just as humans are products of their habitats. The creator’s intention will continue to be diluted by the changing interpreter.

I quickly learned it was not good practice for a fortune-teller to ask about themselves.