In one of my notebooks, there are two pages of handwritten notes in pencil that smeared. It wasn’t until last night I squinted through the thick fog on the page and salvaged those notes. It was written in 2012 during my visit to India. I had two roommates, both women. We were there as artists to participate in a 12 hour art installation. But what were we to wear? We stayed at an artists residence in Mumbai. This particular morning we sat at the end of a picnic table in t

In one of my notebooks, there are two pages of handwritten notes in pencil that smeared. It wasn’t until last night I squinted through the thick fog on the page and salvaged those notes. It was written in 2012 during my visit to India. I had two roommates, both women. We were there as artists to participate in a 12 hour art installation. But what were we to wear? We stayed at an artists residence in Mumbai. This particular morning we sat at the end of a picnic table in t