Myriad Worksis creating art and writing about disability, intersectionality, & survival.
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This lets me know that you're out there, and for that I'm incredibly grateful!
You'll have access to the backer-only updates I'l post to Patreon, which will show more of the personal background to my writing, as well as sneak peeks at any projects I have on the go.
Some might mistake leaves to be insignificant because they're small compared to the whole tree, but they're the tiny engines that make everything possible; drawing down a little bit of sun and air and converting it to the energy needed to make everything else grow. And that's you!
You'll have access to the same updates mentioned above, and you'll get one free seat per year to any workshop the Wheelhouse puts on!
You'll be helping me reach further than I could ever expect to by myself. You'll get everything from the previous tiers, as well as a little extra something from The Wheelhouse Distro in your quarterly package - maybe another zine, maybe a patch, maybe an art print, who knows! But it'll be something cool, that's for sure.
About Myriad Works
So when I say I find it terribly difficult to write this description, I say that not because of the act, but because of the subject - me.
What can I say about me?
It might help to say what that 'me' contains, which is by no means a short list: I am brown, I am mixed-race with Black and Amerindian heritage, I am Jewish, I am a first-generation Canadian, I am the child of immigrants, I'm a party to the centuries-long colonization of indigenous land. I'm queer, and non-binary, and just kind of out of sync with the concept of bodies (together or singly) generally speaking. I'm disabled; I have severe Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, I have a variety of anxiety and agoraphobia given the charming title of Social Phobia, I have a small host of issues that plague me with chronic pain and fatigue.
So, I suppose I can say a lot about me, but all of that is a framework - a lens through which I view the world, and a lens through which others can view me. For better or for worse.
That lens does not always make things clearer, but it does offer me a unique perspective. And to help clarify things further, I write about them. I try to share my story with others, and share their stories in turn. But we don't live in a world that makes it easy to regularly commit to even that simple of a goal; storytelling is not ranked highly in terms of productivity.
I have always tried to make my writing as accessible as possible - I post it freely online, or when in zine form I sell only slightly above what I need in order to recoup the production and distribution costs.
This has worked to some degree, but the more I write, the more I find I have to say. The more I want to say. The more I want to be able to share those stories, as far as possible. And so I've come here.
My hope is that if you like what I have to say, and have the means to give, you'll be generous enough to help me keep writing and sending those words out into the world. It's that simple.
Even if all you can give is the time it took to read this far - thank you.
There's no time more suited to storytelling than after a shared meal, when we can ignore for a time the needs of the body and instead tend to the needs of the heart. At this level I'll know that there truly is an audience interested in what I have to say, and the single greatest reason for me to say it.