My palms are sweaty.

This shot made me nervous.  It was around other humans in the 14th Factory.  A wonderful art show that had a few rooms with an “Anything Goes”, style policy when it came to pictures.  Which is a super cool idea, and obviously damaging the art in any way is not allowed.  But a headstand was.  My palms were sweaty, because the first part of the headstand is a little unflattering as I flip the skirt over my head and stick my ass in the air.  But I am an artist and I know the importance of getting out of your head, ignoring your ego,  and letting go of all the social preservation systems that are wired deep inside of us.  Cheers to 3 minutes of bravery.