Dakota Sexton

@tinykitelab.com

Advocate for equitable design, frontend development, and storytelling. Plant friend. They/them 🏳️‍🌈 Portfolio: tinykitelab.com Ephemeral Atlas, a blog about community, art, and nature: ephemeralatlas.com

Mutual Aid Opportunity: COMMUNITY ALERT & CALL FOR SUPPORT Powwow Grounds on Franklin Avenue is now being activated as a community headquarters for ICE patrol observation, rapid response coordination, and community support in South Minneapolis.

I hit my head last week and haven’t recovered yet. Which is super upsetting after multiple difficult TBI recoveries. But it also feels like an opportunity to shout out how assistive technology — like audio descriptions — can benefit a wide range of individuals.

For anyone who produces video content, if you’re writing out a script for a task-based video how-to, how do you keep track of what you plan to say while recording your screen in a specific window?

Over at Ephemeral Atlas, I interviewed Natalie Salminen Rude about the strange and wonderful alchemy of outdoor appreciation, magical realism, and humor in Fables of the North Shore. The book gently lampoons everything I love about northern Minnesota. www.ephemeralatlas.com/natalie-salm...

Natalie Salminen Rude Chats about Fables of the North Shore - Ephemeral Atlas

Digging into the outdoor appreciation, magical realism, and humor of a fateful collaboration with fellow artist Jordan Sundberg.

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I had a conversation today with a writing peer who talked about writing as an act of appreciation — how it can be a creative process that helps you understand why you enjoy something, and along the way develop an even deeper sense of excitement and respect for whatever it is you enjoy. I love that.

The entire Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness appears on the map cited in the Secretary's Memorandum 1078-006 of April 3, 2025, Increasing Timber Production And Designating An Emergency Situation On National Forest System Lands.

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Everyone should try to write a sporadically updated arts blog because it's a lovely excuse to fill up your apartment with random notes like "tell me about the puppet show" that you cannot seem to remember writing but immediately love the mystery of

I'm still learning to get the right consistency for a balm. But late last night, I discovered an accessible use for my old Aeropress + Able Disk: straining spent herbs from oil. Last night, my herbs were powdered too fine for it to make much of a difference, but maybe less fine it'll be perfect? 🤞

Lewis Mallard is a delightful psychedelic folk artist I spoke with last fall. I finally managed to publish an essay about the impact of his work, disability as identity, and why I think creative acts of absurdity are so meaningful at Ephemeral Atlas: www.ephemeralatlas.com/psychedelic-...

The (Nearly) Indescribable Delight of Lewis Mallard - Ephemeral Atlas

Exploring the world of a smartly-dressed duck transforming everyday experiences and environments

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Hi! I'm Abby, farmer at Foxtrot Farm in Ashfield, MA. We're a 6-acre farm that grows mostly botanicals, elderberries, and weird foods that walk the line between food and medicine. I started this farm eight years ago with the goal of growing climate resilient crops in climate resilient ways.

A white farmer crouches in harvest with a bouquet of purple leaves in her hands. She is wearing a black t-shirt, red bandana, work jeans, and a blue had with pins on it. Behind her, pink echinacea and white yarrow flowers extend into the background.Abby, the farmer, stands in a field of waist-high purple echinacea blossoms on a gray spring day. She is wearing a black t-shirt, bed bandana, and blue baseball cap that reads "Climate Adaptation Fellowship." She is tan in the way that white people with Italian heritage get in the summer, making kind of a derp face and looking off to the right, smiling in a way that reveals small dimples.

I finally bought a left-handed upright mouse, to reduce my dependency on my right side, which is dominant but still weaker than my left (after over 4 years of physical therapy). It feels weird and surreal but oddly doable.

I feel like When in Rome is kind of great if you view it from the perspective of Kristin Bell as an ambiguously queer person attempting to escape the demands of allosexuality. Like maybe they're demisexual or gray ace and that's what makes sudden declarations of love from anyone just horrifying

Someone commented in a call recently that it must be cold where I am. I thought they were just making conversation about Minnesota, where I live. But it turned out they simply misunderstood the purpose of my neck brace. To be polite, I didn't clarify what it was — but it made me feel so conflicted.