The title says it all. this is one of my favorite things ever written about me. It all feels very real. My solo show: 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 opens tonight at @hannahtraoregallery! A decade of sketches hang on the wall. Full article linked in my bio. Deep thanks to @abigail_glasglow at @harpersbazaarus for the intentionality. Heart hugs to @hannahtraore for her love and nurturing. The fight continues as always. Yet tonight, we celebrate! c u soon 🤍
The title says it all. this is one of my favorite things ever written about me. It all feels very real. My solo show: 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 opens tonight at @hannahtraoregallery! A decade of sketches hang on the wall. Full article linked in my bio. Deep thanks to @abigail_glasglow at @harpersbazaarus for the intentionality. Heart hugs to @hannahtraore for her love and nurturing. The fight continues as always. Yet tonight, we celebrate! c u soon 🤍
The title says it all. this is one of my favorite things ever written about me. It all feels very real. My solo show: 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 opens tonight at @hannahtraoregallery! A decade of sketches hang on the wall. Full article linked in my bio. Deep thanks to @abigail_glasglow at @harpersbazaarus for the intentionality. Heart hugs to @hannahtraore for her love and nurturing. The fight continues as always. Yet tonight, we celebrate! c u soon 🤍
The title says it all. this is one of my favorite things ever written about me. It all feels very real. My solo show: 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 opens tonight at @hannahtraoregallery! A decade of sketches hang on the wall. Full article linked in my bio. Deep thanks to @abigail_glasglow at @harpersbazaarus for the intentionality. Heart hugs to @hannahtraore for her love and nurturing. The fight continues as always. Yet tonight, we celebrate! c u soon 🤍
The title says it all. this is one of my favorite things ever written about me. It all feels very real. My solo show: 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 opens tonight at @hannahtraoregallery! A decade of sketches hang on the wall. Full article linked in my bio. Deep thanks to @abigail_glasglow at @harpersbazaarus for the intentionality. Heart hugs to @hannahtraore for her love and nurturing. The fight continues as always. Yet tonight, we celebrate! c u soon 🤍
no words. just gratitude. The love is felt, thank you so much to all who came out and continue to support this work and journey 🤍 Hannah, you are an angel. Working with you made the bare minimum feel like the bare minimum. 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 is up at @hannahtraoregallery until March 30th!
no words. just gratitude. The love is felt, thank you so much to all who came out and continue to support this work and journey 🤍 Hannah, you are an angel. Working with you made the bare minimum feel like the bare minimum. 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 is up at @hannahtraoregallery until March 30th!
no words. just gratitude. The love is felt, thank you so much to all who came out and continue to support this work and journey 🤍 Hannah, you are an angel. Working with you made the bare minimum feel like the bare minimum. 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 is up at @hannahtraoregallery until March 30th!
no words. just gratitude. The love is felt, thank you so much to all who came out and continue to support this work and journey 🤍 Hannah, you are an angel. Working with you made the bare minimum feel like the bare minimum. 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 is up at @hannahtraoregallery until March 30th!
no words. just gratitude. The love is felt, thank you so much to all who came out and continue to support this work and journey 🤍 Hannah, you are an angel. Working with you made the bare minimum feel like the bare minimum. 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 is up at @hannahtraoregallery until March 30th!
no words. just gratitude. The love is felt, thank you so much to all who came out and continue to support this work and journey 🤍 Hannah, you are an angel. Working with you made the bare minimum feel like the bare minimum. 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 is up at @hannahtraoregallery until March 30th!
no words. just gratitude. The love is felt, thank you so much to all who came out and continue to support this work and journey 🤍 Hannah, you are an angel. Working with you made the bare minimum feel like the bare minimum. 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 is up at @hannahtraoregallery until March 30th!
no words. just gratitude. The love is felt, thank you so much to all who came out and continue to support this work and journey 🤍 Hannah, you are an angel. Working with you made the bare minimum feel like the bare minimum. 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 is up at @hannahtraoregallery until March 30th!
no words. just gratitude. The love is felt, thank you so much to all who came out and continue to support this work and journey 🤍 Hannah, you are an angel. Working with you made the bare minimum feel like the bare minimum. 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 is up at @hannahtraoregallery until March 30th!
no words. just gratitude. The love is felt, thank you so much to all who came out and continue to support this work and journey 🤍 Hannah, you are an angel. Working with you made the bare minimum feel like the bare minimum. 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 is up at @hannahtraoregallery until March 30th!
install day 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 Hannah Traore Gallery Thursday, February 8 two days till opening night !! The ten year timeline of the final, curated sketches exhibit as windows into fragmented stories of my life. There are works torn from my high school notebooks and more recent pen work on clay canvas. At its core, my work welcomes a collective yearning for a unified sense of safety.
install day 𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 Hannah Traore Gallery Thursday, February 8 two days till opening night !! The ten year timeline of the final, curated sketches exhibit as windows into fragmented stories of my life. There are works torn from my high school notebooks and more recent pen work on clay canvas. At its core, my work welcomes a collective yearning for a unified sense of safety.
𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 My solo show opens in FOUR days at @hannahtraoregallery 🐦⬛ Hug you soon 😉
𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 My solo show opens in FOUR days at @hannahtraoregallery 🐦⬛ Hug you soon 😉
𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 My solo show opens in FOUR days at @hannahtraoregallery 🐦⬛ Hug you soon 😉
𝙄𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 My solo show opens in FOUR days at @hannahtraoregallery 🐦⬛ Hug you soon 😉
i woke up thinking of gratitude a thought that used to lead me to text Judith Judy was one of the first, older disability activists to feel like family. After a long conversation on disability advocacy, I asked her what made her happy. She said out of the hundreds of interviews she has done, she was never asked that. Since that day, every now and then (out of the blue), I would text her five things that I was grateful for that day. And she would, send hers back. Sometimes we wouldn’t say anything more. That was enough. Because to be disabled and joyful in this world is worth celebrating. I still miss her smile. I still miss her care. I never got to tell her I finally tried Junior’s cheesecake. Perpetually learning how grief shows up for me. Yet, rewatching this archived moment of us holding space together has seemed to slightly fill some kind of hole for the time being. Maybe I just needed to hear her tell me in some way that she loves me.. Rest in power, Judy. Thank you for everything.
i woke up thinking of gratitude a thought that used to lead me to text Judith Judy was one of the first, older disability activists to feel like family. After a long conversation on disability advocacy, I asked her what made her happy. She said out of the hundreds of interviews she has done, she was never asked that. Since that day, every now and then (out of the blue), I would text her five things that I was grateful for that day. And she would, send hers back. Sometimes we wouldn’t say anything more. That was enough. Because to be disabled and joyful in this world is worth celebrating. I still miss her smile. I still miss her care. I never got to tell her I finally tried Junior’s cheesecake. Perpetually learning how grief shows up for me. Yet, rewatching this archived moment of us holding space together has seemed to slightly fill some kind of hole for the time being. Maybe I just needed to hear her tell me in some way that she loves me.. Rest in power, Judy. Thank you for everything.
i woke up thinking of gratitude a thought that used to lead me to text Judith Judy was one of the first, older disability activists to feel like family. After a long conversation on disability advocacy, I asked her what made her happy. She said out of the hundreds of interviews she has done, she was never asked that. Since that day, every now and then (out of the blue), I would text her five things that I was grateful for that day. And she would, send hers back. Sometimes we wouldn’t say anything more. That was enough. Because to be disabled and joyful in this world is worth celebrating. I still miss her smile. I still miss her care. I never got to tell her I finally tried Junior’s cheesecake. Perpetually learning how grief shows up for me. Yet, rewatching this archived moment of us holding space together has seemed to slightly fill some kind of hole for the time being. Maybe I just needed to hear her tell me in some way that she loves me.. Rest in power, Judy. Thank you for everything.
