This footage always damages me in a slow, pregnant way; it marks the infancy of my familia, it marks the moment when we were once together, before we broke apart. I decided to loop the video in hopes of producing a kind of fragmentary remembrance.
— “To My Unknown Daughter,” Center for Art & Thought’s #TalkingBodies Exhibit.
Sipin family filmed by my step-grandfather in Mandaluyong, Manila, P.I. (1967).
“#1 Dub,” World Supreme Funky Fellows 2102: Mellow Beats, Friends & Lovers.
“To My Unknown Daughter: On the Inheritance of Writing,” Glimmer Train.