When I arrive at the clay studio where I have recently become a member, I always gravitate toward one particular wheel: in a corner, where I can sit with my back against the wall, like a mob boss. I suppose it makes me anxious to imagine other potters looking over my shoulder at the messy,… Read more: Off Center

A little less than seven years ago, I spent my final day as a fully autonomous individual. Unbeknownst to me, New Year’s Eve 2018 was the last day I would spend as a creature whose body works only to keep herself alive. The following morning, I hosted a New Year’s brunch and undertook a plan… Read more: Autonomous System