“I’ve got high speed digital highways, I’ve got affordable spaces, I’ve got good roads. I’m mostly starving for access to other things, like vegetables. Or healthcare. Or meeting spaces that aren’t someone’s garage bar.”

“He’d been watching Man on Fire again. Drunk Timmy's favorite.”

When the mask of cultural appropriation is ripped off it reveals white supremacy, the Scooby-Doo villain of nearly all social ills.

Remember this: regardless if your workshop/event is poorly attended, it might be incredibly important to the one person that showed up. Whatever it is that they take away from the interaction, there’s value in that connection. There are no small parts, just small actors.

November of 2025 will be the five year anniversary of ATNSC inhabiting its physical space in the Buckeye-Shaker neighborhood of Cleveland, Ohio. The traditional “wedding anniversary” material for the fifth year is wood.

We are here, we tell our own stories, we celebrate our experiences and build community.

“Shadi is asking me how I am doing while I am thinking about his sister and her children in Beirut.”

“It was struck by lightning. It has been shade to the wounded on my block, and with love, it will see better days.”

“The city is still here / Dreaming of leaving the city only to release that it was always the one” 

“The city is still here, because Detroit never left.”

“A virtual exhibition sharing the work of internal transmutation.”

“I believe in the chaotic, creative, interdependent, randomness of the universe and that we all represent it.” 

“Thank you for showing the world that change is good and that it is a way forward.”

“Every time I make something, it’s a ceremony.”

Let's be honest: believing that art and creative direction are your best bet for survival means one thing—it is your best bet because you'd perish without it, and you can't help anyone if you're gone. Necessity.

I still believe that Tangible is only as successful as the community that supports it.

Uniting this group over ancestral body art has helped me understand that the markers of Filipino identity were never the full story.

“Chavalitos” is dedicated to the men in our family who make an effort to unlearn their patterns and express their emotions verbally.

I changed my approach to strangers. I used to be closed off for fear of my safety, but now I’m jubilant and welcome everyone on the block.

I didn’t know what to expect, but I came across an energy. An ever-present energy around the concept of change, which is exactly what I am looking for.

By the late 19th century, one in four American cowboys were Black.

Americana has always been historicized for the benefit (and thus, through the lens) of the white ruling class.

Our dialogue is our Oyster Knife.

Another round for your operations manual.

It's time to assemble your operations manual. These sacred portable document formats (PDFs), made by representatives from Art Beacon and PS1, are collectable pieces of art!

We offer this small selection of replies to our elusive prompt (it was such an unconstrained ask!) as a demonstration or prototype for knowledge and histories that are more likely to exist in gallery conversations than search engine results.

I SEE OTIS REDDING’S GHOST ON THE BIKE PATH

America is an idea that belongs only to people. I’m glad.

“Poetry teaches us / About heart. I want my heart held, my body warm.”

Art—in all of its forms—is one crucial way to combat this blindness—to open ourselves and each other to things we can’t explain or contextualize, and to see beyond our current moment.