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There comes a point in organizing a symposium where the spreadsheets, late-night emails, emergency print jobs, missing easels, poster tubes, volunteer T-shirts, and endless logistical puzzles finally stop feeling like separate tasks and start becoming something cohesive. It’s very early morning in Amsterdam, just hours before Synesthesia: Interdisciplinary Research in a Multisensory World begins, and…

There are moments in one’s creative life when something quietly clicks into place. For me, that moment arrived a few weeks ago when I joined Art Sci Now as a collaborator. I’ve long worked at the intersection of disciplines: writing, visual art, embodied practice, and research into synesthesia and perception. But finding a community that…

Today is Beltane and May Day and the night of the full Flower Moon. If there was ever a time to wear a flower crown, it’s now. Fresh or dried, made of paper or textiles, this night was made for floral headwear. Beannachtaí na Bealtaine duit…the blessings of Beltane to you! I’ve spent the last…

It’s Earth Day and my dining table/art studio is covered with damaged and discarded books. Some of them have broken spines, others have been a canvas for crayons and stickers. Many of them have been cleared out of school libraries because they no longer meet curriculum goals, their bar codes slashed with red pen. One…

It’s a pleasure to talk with neuroscientists; their curiosity about the brain is endless, and I always learn something new. I recently had the opportunity to chat with Dr. Eva Higginbothom, the host of How We’re Wired, a podcast from Fresh Air Productions. How We’re Wired explores the brain via true, personal stories of people’s…

You could have knocked me over with a feather last summer when I won the “Sensing Colour” award at the AIC (International Association of Color) conference. Part of this prize is the opportunity to offer a talk for the Kaleidoscope Lecture Series organized by the Colour Research Society of Canada. My presentation “The Bone Stories:…

Above: féileacán (butterfly) printed silk by Irish designer Jennifer Rothwell: jenniferrothwell.com I’m a Gen-Xer, which means I can remember a time when my wardrobe was mostly black. I listened to The Cure for hours back then, and I also had Depeche Mode and Siouxsie and the Banshees on heavy rotation via the cassette player in…

Winter is coming, and with it, the shimmering sound of ice cubes in a tumbler at a holiday party. The iridescent blue and pink I see when I hear ice tinkling in glass is similar to the colors I see when I hear a certain set of wind chimes. They are high in a tree…