Sacramento

I know it might seem odd for me to highly identity with a film about a┬áCentral Valley, California┬áteenage girl in high school, struggling with teenage girl issues and her turbulent mother daughter relationship, all of which fails to fit me at all. Yet I did, very much, even if I was the only single male... Continue Reading →

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Foreign Self

Dear Public Journal, The rows of listerine and foot creams seem utterly foreign to me. What language do the potato chips speak? I've been working on two other posts in conjunction with my Artist series and dissertation research, yet I found a need to write this instead, so here begins my public journal, entry one.... Continue Reading →

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