dear mya & ags

darlings, hello!

poetry & song,
life breath—
vibration

pools of light.
meow, pussycats—
meow.

Charming, divine sweeties—
firstly my apologies for this coming so late. Life just spins time faster with certain gravities involved.

Let me cut straight to it: selling art on the street with masks on doesn’t seem to be a great match for the softer, elegant strands of your DNA. Also, we’ve paused outside art market due to weather and also general intention checks on what NOW studios wants to accomplish. Pushing art to privileged white people was never my ideal situation.

Our plan outside now is to turn things into a party vibes, inviting our friends to come for several hours and play around, dance, vibe, sing, paint, play chess, flow, whatever. These won’t necessarily be paid opportunities, just a chance for fabulous people to come and have a good time in the sun in downtown Ann Arbor and hopefully connect and build some synergy that can pay us all.

(*An aside: Those that naturally gravitate towards the selling side of things can certainly give it a go and make commission off whatever they sell, but the truth is I don’t have the budget to pay several people a guaranteed hourly living wage under current conditions.)

Luckily selling art is such a small part of what we’re trying to do.