Buy The Conch Girl a coffee

Dealing with displacement after my migration, I ask strangers to let me use their kitchen in solitude. In return, I cook them a meal. In each (at least) 3-hour kitchen visit, I temporarily occupy the core of a home and construct my sense of belonging.

Through trusting a stranger and allowing an act of nurture to happen, the participants and I co-build an experimental kinship with mutual care. The photos from each kitchen visit along with the kitchen owners' responses, will later be printed at large sizes and wheatpasted on construction boards on NYC streets, as both a presentation and a continuing open call. This work is made with and made for strangers (neighbours). All we have in this constantly shifting world is one another. 

If you like this project, please buy me a coffee to make the conch girl keep cooking!