Highlights from the third edition of the Warsaw-based CI mini-festival, which I have had the honor of co-hosting and photodocumenting.

A favorite photo from last year was an effort of attention rewarded by a flash of luck. May it inspire how I say yes to life in twenty-twenty-five.

My thank-you to twenty-twenty-four is a gallery of photos featuring some of those who trusted me to take their picture this year.

Photos from the event celebrating the independent choreographic writing publication that is about to drop as an actual nationally funded magazine.

The Palace of Culture is the ultimate Warsaw landmark and I think I’ve finally managed to capture its controversial essence in a photograph.

Here’s an exhibit of my favorite archival photos that showcase the lawns, leaves, and verdant paint jobs I don’t seem to shoot all that often.

Documenting human connection itself requires willingness to engage in authentic connection. Same goes for vulnerability. What a ride.

Ten months ago I began translating How Life Moves for the Polish publisher Ścieżki Mocy. Now the book is out and here is how that feels.

In this short post I share my excitement about making the ganache frosting for a chocolate cake using only unsweetened chocolate.

Tasked with making the desserts for a little girl’s first birthday party, I went with a lemon tart, matcha cookies, and one unorthodox little cake.

That satisfied look on Anker’s face is a lot like the one on mine as I present news of his recent success along with a neat little throwback.

Do the photos I took at Andrzej’s recent Underscore manage to convey the way an Underscore is no ordinary contact improv jam at all?

Here’s a quick study in contrasts with very little commentary because sometimes the pictures do the work of all the words.

In this one, the Fujifilm X-T5 body and the Fujinon 56mm f/1.2 lens attend the Warsaw Winter Jam CI festival—and I am their tour guide.

I’m delighted to share my new recipe for soft and chewy matcha cookies, which just might be the best thing I came up with in all of 2023.

Fragrant with spice, deeply buttery, satisfyingly snappy, and darkly sweet—once these are underway, Christmas is in full swing.

Here’s my entry for a recent photo contest I didn’t win. It consists of twelve archival photos, along with some all-new writing they inspired.

Reflecting on all I did in addition to studying Klein Technique with Hanna Hegenscheidt leaves me feeling lucky and connected. Seventeen photos tell an adjacent story.

For me translating isn’t what it used to be—and that’s a good thing. With the Body and Earth transcripts done, I’m now working on a book about body awareness.

My other title ideas were A.Z. from A to Z, The Z Files, and Unabridged Archive of One Painter’s Work Since 2017.

Over the course of a year, Andrzej Woźniak schooled me in Body-Mind Centering, Contact Improvisation, and playing well with others.

My son’s birthdays measure both his age in years and my own evolution in motherhood, which continues to be a breathtaking, exciting experience.

Glimpses of this year’s edition of Wrocław’s famous movement festival, which brings together dancers and bodyworkers from all over Poland.

I only take pictures when the circumstances invite me to tell my version of the story. Thanks, Filip Wencki, for making it feel like home.

I’ve posted pictures of the sky before, but I’ve never posted any of the ones I took in March of 2023. Here they are, all eight of them.

I’m pleased to announce that my translation of a Zbigniew Herbert poem has been featured in a book by Wojciech Sadurski.

Photos from a CST contact improvisation class and jam held at MIK. They’re among my first attempts to tell this kind of story.

I got so carried away organizing my music on Spotify that I wound up deploying my photos and writing there, too. Come see!

I took these photos in Copenhagen’s Vestre Cemetery and I love they way they reveal grief’s private, affectionate side.

Bespoke spice storage takes into account a little bit of everything—in just the right amounts. Here’s a look at a few collections I’ve assembled.