Created a world called Siku and etched one of the main characters, Iona, into my flesh at our after party. I sat in a sea of Saran wrapped strangers with fresh Siku faces on their arms and felt them buzz like a vibrational tidal wave. How to process? “This is just the beginning,” I’m told. It must be, because between every blink I am there. I’m in Siku. I see it. I feel it. The fabric, the magic, the immersion. It’s incredible. There is so much more to be born.