writer · musician · artist
what is real?
move your cursor or tap around — it's a theremin
about
I write essays. I play the theremin. I make things. I keep asking myself what is real, and I don't know the answer, so I make things that give me an idea of what real might be for me. I've been asking since I was hospitalized for psychosis at fifteen. This is where I put what I find.
I struggle with being seen. I also can't stand not being seen. The pseudonym is my compromise: a name that isn't my name, on things that are completely me. Lump waz here, but you don't know who Lump is.
writing
Longer pieces live on Substack. These four trace an arc.
music
The theremin is played without touching it. I think that's a beautiful metaphor for my life, which has been a lot about moving through invisible forces and still making something harmonious out of it.
these recordings don't have theremin on them yet. theremin coming soon.
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