DAYDREAMS Three years ago my friend Maja and I were sitting at a beach on an island in Thailand, fasting, drinking green-juices and coconuts with straws. We were painting and talking about our dreams. I was dreaming about painting big walls, dreams that felt far away. The next day I found myself on an expressboat to the nearest island hospital. I was totally exhausted. I wanted to step into the new year like a new person, but ended up like this. I survived the ordeal and came home alive. Upon returning home I got the opportunity to paint my rst indoor wall at Marie Laveau, where my friends and I had a club. It was a relatively small job, but such a cool feeling painting along with other female aritsts in a safe space. I knew inside that thi...