A weighted blanket
- the complexity of love between a mom and her eldest daughter
A snippet of my graduation piece, which was about the complex relationship of an eldest daughter with her mother figure, something which, i think most eldest daughters can agree on. Some to a higher degree than others. The underlying theme throughout the whole piece was the unconditional love I feel for my mom.
Wishing my beautiful mom the happiest of birthdays, what a blessing to have you around still đ€
I wanna thank @jellyfishisa for the convos, input and your beautiful movement
Big thanks to @xnmi.exe for making my vision come to life through music
x ez.tarifa
luvân memories đ€
thanks to @rosathomford for this beautiful creation
thanks to @planetnimbus.av for capturing this work of art
with third years of @urbandansopleiding
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#dance #conceptvideo #dancetheatre #movement #dancers
you are one person
but when you move
an entire community
walks through you
- rupi kaur
thank you for the guidance, push and reality checks @daltonjansen & @lucianohiwat010
Somos El Futuro.
thank you La Honda, Medellin for welcoming us with such open arms. we miss you already <3
if you want, you can still donate for the kids of La Honda. link in bio.
@scnowruz@makeakidhappy@ninos.del.futuro
een kleine bijdrage, een groot verschil
morgen vertrek ik, samen met @scnowruz en @makeakidhappy naar MedellĂn om iets te doen waar ik echt in geloof: jonge talenten ondersteunen en kansen creĂ«ren.
dit project lukt ons niet alleen. we hebben jullie hulp nodig om het verschil te maken voor Camila en het vrouwenvoetbalteam in de wijk.
wil je helpen? link staat in de bio van @scnowruz en @makeakidhappy
ciao en thanks alvast <3
reflecting on a year of capturing creatives being themselvesâïž
grateful for every shoot, every story and every connection Iâve built with you.
letâs go even harder in 2026.
a thought from this morningâs session:
what do you call yourself when you donât believe in feminism,
when feminism is just the quiet, steady ask for equal ground?
in high school, a friend once said to me,
âhe told me not to tell you,
youâre a feminist,
youâd say we should break up.â
and i wondered:
why does that word carry such weight, such fear
in the mouths of those who benefit from silence?
if the idea of equality threatens you,
if the thought of a woman leaving frightens you,
maybe the problem was never the feminist.
maybe the problem was always you
