We make rooms where mothers bring their whole selves — kids underfoot, art on every wall, rage and tenderness both welcome. Here's where we've been, and where we're headed.
One year round the sun, and our first big show — and it's about desire. The raw, the dirty, the kinky, the heartbreaking, all of it. Because there's a way desire changes you that you can't come back from. Mothers feel it, act on it, revel in it.
This show invites you to witness desire in full force, made by pissed off moms. Hot velvet cacao by Cru Chocolate and warm, buttery baked goods by Date & Dacquoise will be waiting. Come melt into the moment.
A night of crafting our uturi, then out into the dark with buckets of wheatpaste to paint the city. A lil' naughty street art, made together.
We gathered in the grass to feel our sacred rage together. We danced, we screamed, we moved that energy through us — because rage held in the body becomes illness, and rage released into a circle becomes change.