Historic mode
Astrology showed up when I was fifteen. My dad —Libra, balanced and rational— introduced me to his girlfriend, who happened to be an astrologer. He had programmed a homemade system on his Commodore 64 to calculate ascendants, back when everything had to be done manually.
Betty taught me how to draw birth charts, recognize squares and sextiles, and accept that the guy I liked had the Sun in my 11th house… which, in my case, meant we ended up as “just friends.” And we did.
My mother, with her Sagittarian patience (yes, that’s irony), was always there with unconditional support.

Astrological mode
Rooted mainly in the astrology of Dane Rudhyar, my work is a search for what I call the lost knowledge — everything veiled by the passage of time. I call it wild astrology, the kind that allows us to reconnect with archetypes in their full splendor, without moralisms —neither good nor evil—: just pure, living, natural forces, acting in their most fundamental state.

Also:
I’m vegan.
This paragraph was demanded by the animals.
#CosmicVeganism