Every project is a unique experience, full of lessons and memories.”

The intersections of our many composite positionalities within differing systems of oppression and privilege is what informs our place in the world. Our proximity to those systems and to the catalytic interactions which crystallize between those relations cause us to become either a) abstracted from each other and ourselves or b) incite a cohesion of mutual understanding. 
We know this because we feel it in our bodies. Our bodies rithe, flinch and contort as we toil or play together between these boundaries. The materiality of these systems spring forth from obscurity with every touch and point of contact.
What are the material traces of these systems that are left behind within our minds, our bodies, throughout our stories? How do these traces cling to our personhood? How are we wedded together through it’s ephemera?