Being culturally invisible is probably the most damaging experience a person can have. It informs so much of your life thereafter, and everything becomes a fight. As an artist I feel it’s my job to bring light to the invisible, because what else is there?
Yesterday was Green Card Day. That is to say that after a year and a half since I began the process of immigrating to the USA I received my official permit to reside here. It had been left on the doorstep in a red, white and blue Special Delivery envelope. The postal workers are always […]