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This intention of this website is to become an immersive archive or a kind of map that taps into the web of stories, writings, sounds, visual art, documentation, interviews, and research that I have been working to gather and arrange for my Visual Anthropology PhD research called "Queer Worlding: Exploring Practices of Co-creation within Queer and Trans* Eco-communities in Spain and Portugal". My intention is for connection people to contribute writings, images, stories, and more and that this website can become a resource for the communities themselves, curious others, and connected individuals and communities.

Queer Worlding Workshop

Here put a compilation video of us doing drag and dancing in the woods

The mushroom home (a poem in-between fieldwork trips)

I want to go but I am here
I want to fly below the dirt
Into the tunnels that lead to the mushroom home
To the kitchen where we close our eyes
Holding morning hands
In the cold
I want to wake
And meet eyes with all of you
And find sweet moments of feeling safe
As I let my emotions flow at their own pace
Watching this river of feelings glow
As we dip in and out
Of heart circles
I want to be in nowhereland
In the Valley
Of the faeries
A forested land
I want to meet the artist’s bright blue eyes
To find your hands before morning circles and coffee time
I long to even put the water to boil
And watch the smoke rise up from the chimney
Contrasting with the mountains
The orange trees and sage plants
I am ever connected despite being separated by sea and land
I’ll be back soon enough
To my van and the mountain roads
To the cats and the dancing
To the landscapes that tell their own tales
To practicing singing while I wash
And bathing in the cold and hot

I’ll find my way back that way
As the winter cycle turns to spring
I imagine the sun will welcome me back
With warmth, sparkling light breams
And stronger and wider feathered wings
To help me fly over and under the sea
All the way back
To
You all

Map of the Heart (a poem in-between fieldwork trips)

Tears
Are hot
Warming up
I suppose
To Flow
Through the irrigation system
Of my eyes
Sending blood to
The glands below my eyes
and above my nose

To meet with the truth
The knowledge
That rests in my heart
And the part that knows the deeper and wider
Paths
Of where I will walk

And at what time

Paths that I cannot imagine
And time loops that I cannot foresee
Plotted along the largest map my internal eyes have ever seen
The map is filled with far more blank spaces
Than spaces that are mapped out
And drawn in
I know not what will be or when it will begin
Though I thought with my mind that I did

I see myself walk across
A charcoal bridge
Footstep echoes sketched in pencil
That are slowly and miraculously drawn in
As I walk through the empty space
The starting place I imagined I was heading to
Has now vanished into blank space
Mountains redrawn to form city walls and doors
Wood morphs into brick and cement

I sigh

Take several steps backwards
And begin walking other ways to find new routes
But I am not in control of this map
This map seems to think and breathe

See, the closer I get to
Near and distant lands
The less and less I seem to know for sure

So into the curiosity I begin to rest
Falling and then sinking deeper and deeper
Into blooming green lagoons
Bathing in the unknown waters
Colored green
And not blue
I forget where I was heading

I pause

I wait

Looking around for familiar lands where I’ve previously stayed

I come across a map key
With charms and lessons
Memories of moments and things I’ve seen
The glow and shimmer
When I touch the symbols
Floating
and glowing neon at the edge

Map key,
Tell me
Where have I been and where will I go

The charms swirl around me with millions of moments
Which range wildly from gone, here, and yet to come

Perhaps it doesn’t matter much where I am right now
Nor exactly when and where I am going
Perhaps I don’t need to know much at all

The forrests will suddenly appear
and
The seas will beckon me to swim

This map will lead where I am meant to go
When this map of the heart is ready to show me so