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Hello friends, I made a short video tonight instead of writing ( because sewing won out) First: Iluminado has been open just over a week, and a beautiful review came out in Monterey County Weekly. The piece reflects what we hoped the installation would do — invite people into an experience that’s participatory, immersive, and quietly transformational. If you’re local, I hope you’ll take some time to experience it at the Monterey Museum of Art and let it meet you where you are. And if you’re looking for an excuse to visit Monterey Bay, this is a great one. Second: It's time to take the current collection public. I've added a few more styles to replace the ones that sold out, and will continue to replenish the shelves with new items for another week ( so keep checking back)
Now — the video ! In it, I talk about what the final stretch of Iluminado taught me: During the install, I stopped teaching and stopped moving. My body hardened. Perspective narrowed. Everything felt like failure — even when it wasn’t. It wasn’t until I started moving again that fluidity returned… along with laughter, emotional range, and clarity. That experience underscored something I keep learning over and over: As we head into the holidays — with all their intensity, tenderness, and complexity — I hope you’ll give your body the attention it needs. Not to perfect it or manage it, but simply to keep it soft enough to feel, to respond honestly, and to receive what’s actually here. Thank you for being with me — whether you found me through movement, art, clothing, or the strange overlap of all three. It’s all part of the same inquiry: learning how to love being human. With warmth, Was this email forwarded to you? |
Domini Anne
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