This Stage of Vulnerability

A gigantic thump called for a necessary pause ten minutes into meeting with visiting Jaaga DNA collaborators. Those of us in the Studio made full eye contact, ready to leave our electric shock absorbing yoga mat’d steel tables that house our forever connected, nomadic laptops. I cautiously opened our 2cm thick, ‘Beam Red’-painted wooden door. A door that we usually latch closed come late afternoon to keep some of the mosquito mob at a distance. Mosquito mob is to Jaaga…