Matilija was the name of a Chumash village by a river in what is now called Meiners Oaks about an hour and a half north of Los Angeles. It is also the name of a mythical figure of legend, Chief Matilija, which tells the creation story of the Matilija Poppy. It’s a love story, of course.
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I discovered fame at a very early age. Not that I had it, although in some ways I did. I saw it on television at home at my house on North Venice Boulevard in Venice Beach, California.
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Embarking on a new phase, I feel compelled to simultaneously invest in very specific intention with my identity and communication while engaging in complete freedom of expression and interest. I’d like to lighten up the pressure and open up the narrative.
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Going into this season like a blank canvas. Not beholden, not trying to complete, come back, survive, justify… just living my life on my terms, as I am.
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Protecting creative space is something that I am quite passionate about. Particularly space where the artist is doing transformative work that is risky and perhaps not recognized and validated by the world.
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