my methodology
by katherine f macdonald

Last year, I found myself in the company of people I’ve never met; writers, thinkers, observers, who somehow feel familiar. The kind who quietly rearrange your perspective without making a spectacle of it. Through sociology and anthropology especially, I’ve encountered voices that don’t just argue; they explain, untangle and steady something in me. There’s a clarity in their plainness, a reassurance in the fact that their ideas are not just felt but evidenced. Reading them is