01/30/2026
Every day I vacillate between raw, hot-burning anger and despondence. I DISSENT.
One year with Trump, we're teetering a full drop into the dystopian fever dream I've avoided in shows because it felt too real. Too predictive. Too visceral.
Everyday I'm fearful of what's next.
It feels as a nation we're in the woods, our collective light struggling to cut through the black, trying to climb the mountain to get home--a glimmer of safety that feels so distant from where we stand. (if we can even make it there...)
If your media isn't showing you, American citizens are being murdered, openly, in the streets by đ§, and realities (witnessed on video for all to mourn) spun by Trump & his cronies falsely claiming the militarized agents acted in self defense.
Innocent humans, trying to go to work, feed their families, CHILDREN going to/from school--all indiscriminately targeted, detained, and sent into the abyss. People are dying in detention centers, deprived of their rights while for-profit companies running them profit from the gov't.
Kidnapping a world leader, yet pardoning a notorious (convicted) one. Pushing to "annex" Greenland into US control...
And FYI, the FBI SEIZED hundreds of boxes of 2020 presidential election materials in ATL this week. Yeah. That lie is still in play. Didn't think they'd try again for voting intimidation + election interference in upcoming elections? The playbook is in motion.
None of these issues are "new", and codified racism is real. But right now feels urgent, more sinister... like how many years will it take to burn 250 years of hard fought progress to the ground?
How do I create beauty in these overpowering times of such great sorrow?
Honestly, some days I struggle. People hide in their homes in fear, and I travel the world?
So, I remember. As a woman, a POC + a daughter of a 1st gen immigrant my voice is an act of rebellion. My camera, my art are a statement about what I believe, and ALL the humans I affirm and celebrate. My travel helps show the beauty of nature to inspire others to see it, fall in love, and then protect it.
And so I persist. We all do. Grieve. Rest. Fight. We must.
--With love & solidarity--
Kate