Words still canât describe how Dakar left me. Amazed? Enamored? Confident? Still, I take this feeling and wish for more of it on this revolution around the Sun. đđâ€ïž
Memes as Resistance
The @memestudiesrn included my work in their latest publication: the 3rd volume of the Critical Meme Reader.
Along with 33 other contributors / researchers we were able to redefine the contexts of memetic warfare. And thanks to the fantastic editors Chloë and Idil, I could express myself and share the fruit of research with immense pleasure and freedom!
Feel free to check it out online (link in bio and on my website) or buy the physical version for your collection and nourishment!!
Screenshots from the Zimbabwean movie ÂŽFlameâ (1996) directed by Ingrid Sinclair. I love this movie because it is depicting Revolution within the African continent and most specifically Zimbabwe in a raw yet poetic way. Here, youâre following comrade Flame and her progression throughout the revolution. And Iâm so thankful for it.
In the last slide you can find a poem I made inspired by this same movie.
You can watch it on YouTube !
Love my meals seasonal đ
1. Balsamic vinegar and strawberries a sassy man cooked
2. Existential crisis at the Gallery
3. Private joke
4. Tomato and tomatillos
5. An unfortunate meeting
6. A heart many didnât notice
Portraits of Palestinian Families by Andrew Courtney in his book âGuardians of the Mosqueâ which is the title they were given by the Muslim Authorities of Jerusalem.
« Les PoÚmes de Michelle » by Haitian artist Teri Moïse
« Michelle is determined to believe in the innocence her life does not permit »
I was brought back to this song today as I felt a sense of melancholy for which I couldnât identify the reason.
As I listened to the voice that marked my youth I understand that I already had this feeling inside me without even noticing. Which then made me resonate with such tenderness.
My work is targeting BW because I understand that our lived experiences in society prevents us from resting. And enjoying the first gift we were born with: the gift of Life.
My calling is to help us heal, but first I find it important to feel our emotions.
So letâs weep together and sing this song. đ€
Translation by yours truly.
Rangoon, Burma: prisoners working a treadmill in jail (1890). Photographed by Watts & Skeen.
âTreadmills for punishment were introduced in 1818 by an English engineer named Sir William Cubitt, who was the son of a miller.
[...] They usually rotated around a horizontal axis, requiring the user to step upwards, like walking up an endless staircase. [...] The machines could also pump water or power ventilators in mines.â â Wikipedia