where basketball meets art…
“you can call me anything” he said with the kindest of smiles we were in rosy’s studio he was playing the guitar and i was seeking refuge it had been an exciting weekmy firstas the pfister’s narrator there was orientation a video shoota trip to the indian grocery storeand keys to the kingdom they were an […]
25 Cups of Tea
Lost in the back of the house, I follow the friendly faces behind the scenes at the Pfister to the main kitchen. It is almost 8:30 am and time to make chai. In between pinching myself and asking how it is that I get to be here in the kitchen of the Pfister, one of […]
Paul’s Spirit
It was my first Saturday at the Pfister as the Narrator and I was nervous. When the parking lot was full, I almost drove away. Telling myself that I could come back another day. But instead, I found my way inside to the lobby bar where I first saw her— older, with the same white […]
travel to india and experience the art of henna here at the pfister…
as a little girl, my love for henna awakened me and all of my senses in a way that has never left me and even now the smell takes me back to india, on the floor of my grandfather’s flat, there is singing and spirited conversation— the kind that only comes when women gather to […]
mystical and enchanting…
often times, i find inspiration in the smallest of moments;moments that I have experienced hundreds of times… this morning i shared one of those moments,as i have done so many times since they were young,making chai with samara and rana mystical and enchantinghomemade chai brings me home to my roots and gives me a sense […]
Our story begins…
I am a woman born in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania. I am a daughter born to East Indian parents both raised in small villages in India. I am a sister born just 14 months earlier than my only sibling in a home oceans away from my family. I am an immigrant taught by my mother’s […]
