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March 24, 2024 | Unfuck Yourself Digital Collage Here’s a quick collage about all the things that are currently swimming in my system. Coconuts, water, marble, blood, sugarcane, newspapers, palm leaves.When I reflect on decolonization I return to the elements of the land. The revolutions that exist and are ongoing on that land. Those, luckily are documented and are facts. Decolonization is the constant un-fucking of yourself. It is reclaiming all the parts of you that have been fucked without the consent from you and your Ancestors. I’m not going to be too precious or critical about this. Photo of me in motion by Richard Shiu.All other elements gathered and layered on Canva. Allow me to re-introduce myself
MABUHAY. Yo! WELCOME. WUSRLYGUD?!
k may here (in NY probs) and thank you for coming to my corner of the digital universe. As an artist I have been narrowing in on my personal mission to
Decolonize expression, creativity and by redefining identity. I’ve been introduced to the title, anti disciplinary artist by Lori Kharpoutlian.
Returning to Indigeneity.
Re-Plotting my roots / to grow stories / Ancestral lineage / legacy through creation.
Decolonizing expression means challenging and undoing the cultural, social, and political norms and values that have been imposed by colonialism and imperialism, and creating space for diverse and marginalized voices and perspectives to be heard and represented in creative expression. It involves dismantling the power structures that have historically privileged certain forms of artistic expression over others and reclaiming cultural practices and traditions that have been erased or suppressed by colonialism.
current events: what's feeding me
current events: what's feeding me
My Mama is in the Philippines and has built a rest house. A rest house is a home made of bamboo outside of your other/main home.
Typically it’s there to serve as a place of gathering especially when the weather gets hotter. I remember as a kid we would hang out in the rest house and snack and take naps. Sometimes other family members will sleep in the rest house as well. It’s a place for rest, literally.
I am reflecting on the Western equivalent to this.
I do not think there is one.