The Potluck is personal. It’s the most vulnerable thing I could think of to put on a stage. I made it to deal with what’s in me and what I grew up inside of. But as a result of making it I’ve been hit be a tidal wave of love. I’ve gotten to hug, reconnect with, and meet so many extraordinary humans. Thank you for showing up and listening to this sound. This story. This reverberation. It was for me but it is also for you. Here is a not comprehensive collection or photos that remind me of this incomprehensible moment.