At the Jackson Arms shooting range in South San Francisco, we were issued earmuffs so tight I felt the beginnings of a headache …more

The Bay Area is no stranger to the provocative. Nary a rally, street fair or Sunday stroll exists without the backdrop of a few naked men in cock rings and pink faux-hawks. Taco trucks are protested with “puke-ins.” And spectators can always drop in to the monthly porn wrestling matches at the Armory if dinner and a movie is too passé. With this cultural mentality as a frame of reference, it’s not enough for a sexually explicit art performance to merely be shocking for it to have lasting gravity.

This is why I approached the culminating performance in Femina Potens April Artgasm series on birth, conception, and motherhood with both excitement and trepidation. …more

I don’t remember what I was doing when my aunt called to tell me my father was dying. …more