Friday is my library day. I wake up; I come over, I look for a quiet, comfortable spot; I settle down, and I read for hours. Plots unfold, and characters grow; before I know it, I’ve reached the final pages, … Continue reading →
Queens College
Reflection: The New Salon at Queens College – Carl Phillips Reading
I love writing. Words, for me, are energy; words are oxygen, light, music, touch. Thus, I write obsessively, read obsessively, and edit obsessively; I pour over every syllable, every metaphor, and every clash of letters. Sometimes, I will even read … Continue reading →
Stay Tuned…
Hello all! This coming week, I will be covering two events: the Carl Phillips reading at Campbell Dome, and the opening of The Librarians, a new exhibition at the Queens College Art Center. Carl Phillips is a brilliant poet; I … Continue reading →
5 Pointz to be Demolished?
Art is what we say it is. Art is what we do, what we live. Or is it? I am not a veteran of the art world; I admit that I am just a beginner. I do know, however, that … Continue reading →
Projeto Morrinho at Queens College
I was planning to visit a few galleries this week; I did my research, prepared my notebook, and got my MetroCard ready. My body, however, had other plans, and I woke up on Friday with a major cold. Headache, sore … Continue reading →
Quintessential Queens: Interview with Paolo Javier, Queens Poet Laureate
I’ve always lived in Queens. I was brought up in Bellerose, Queens; I went to high school in Fresh Meadows; I do all of my shopping in Jackson Heights, and a lot of my dancing in Woodside. I’ve taken every … Continue reading →
Source Material
Art is not a leisure activity. Art is something we do – something we struggle with, something we form out of the raw materials of our lives. Art, simply put, is a process. Source Material is ostensibly an exhibition of still life … Continue reading →
Biala: Vision and Memory
As I step in to Biala: Vision and Memory, I am greeted by fracture – a noise, a rustling, an oceanic groan. It recedes, it fades; it reappears, a foam-wave. And I realize, as I make my way upstairs, that … Continue reading →
5 Pointz: An Introduction
I’ve been riding the 7 train since I was a little girl. I’ve sat, content, between grandparents; I’ve stood, I’ve swayed; I’ve looked out over a ripe, yet jagged borough and I’ve lost myself, as I am so prone. It … Continue reading →
Winter Break.
The tricky thing about ceramics is timing. Being in Queens College, there is a kiln schedule that forces you to make and glaze artwork in within a small frame of time, and it’s frustrating. Isn’t art a gradual process? It’s almost affirming that art is just slapping some clay pieces together to bake. Maybe it’s the […]
