Like so many of us woven into lineages of displacement, who we call ourselves, and home, are many. By the time I was three, I had lived at least three different lives with three different families in more than three distinct places. Each new season continues to bring new beginnings and endings with different roles to play and offerings to share. Kin to the word present — I’m here, we’re here, to introduce, to put forward, to emerge, to unveil, to offer, a gift.

A single word with many meanings, many people inside one home/body. We don’t need permission to inhabit the multitudes that make us.  Learn more about kris moon, jeong hwa and their work.