When I was born, my parents decided to plant my placenta. They chose a spot near the entrance of the house, not far from the room where I was born. Above the place where they buried my placenta they also planted a dogwood tree. Dogwoods bloom in late April, around my birthday, and represent rebirth...

Art is collaborative but it can also be selfish, because it’s my way of better understanding myself and my unconscious desires. So I’m starting tonight, on the witch's new year, All Hallows Eve, also known by its older pagan name - Samhain. The first festival in the Wheel of the Year, an old Celtic way of worshipping and collaborating with nature over the course of a calendar...