Pregnancy has taught me a new rhythm—one that listens inward, that doesn’t rush the unfolding. Life grows slowly, in secret, guided by something very ancient. I can feel the first humans drawing on caves and the first human babies being born. I’m trying to apply that same tenderness to my everyday creative life. To trust that if something needs... See more

I want to resist the ticking clock. Hold space for a long story. Let us believe that slow is not less, but more.

Let’s become a mountain.

I often think that the most beautiful works are the ones that emerge from the inside, little by little, through the dark. Not designed for virality, but born out of devotion. Like a baby forming inside the womb, invisible but growing.

The system might not see this kind of time-taking as productive. But I believe it’s where the deepest truths of the world live. To make art is to sit with a thought, a shape, a question, a whisper—for months, or years, or a lifetime—is a kind of intimacy with yourself and the planet. It’s the philosophical surprise in which human history has been... See more