I set up a typewriter table, buddied with artist Aura Lunae at this elegant night of music and art:
Here we are! I sold some zine broadsheets of my new-this-year Cabaret Poem, and my bespoke experiment was titled Soul of the Mask (pose for poetry). People could pose for me their masquerade persona, and I typed them a single poetic line to capture the energy of the moment.
Following, some of the poetry embodied on this night: