This Polaroid was taken of me in March 2020 — just a few days after arriving in the Central Coast from Maine and still living and working out of my van. Looking at it now, I remember feeling limited with my project. (I was trying to make a shirt out of a dropcloth because I was sick of all of my clothes.) And I missed having a studio and especially, my sewing machine. So often we don’t want to try something because we don’t have the right tools or the right space. Or… we have everything we could possibly need and more and our mind is blank on what we should do with it all. The latter, to me, seems like a curse — at least for the beginning stages of creativity. I’ve always felt that my style has emerged from not having “enough” or “the right.” Limited resources push you into innovation. If you’re stuck, try taking some things away.
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