So yesterday I saw a poster. It was a white woman, sitting in zen and a white light surrounding her from the background. It said: 'reconnect with your spirit' It is in me...the word 'white', as a very strong world of power. To declare peace, is to declare conformity to a white flag guided in the … Continue reading Day 5: White, am i.
So in 2016, during the last semester of my first year masters at the #GSA_UJ, I subjectively took on the politics of hair featuring en la arquitectura. You can find the full project here on my academic blog Slim Cognito 🙂 Titled The Weighting Aisle: Dismantling Structures of Power in the Check-out Aisle, I explored myself, blackness, dreams … Continue reading Day 4: Dark Brown 4B/4C Natural Hair – is a ‘discrimination issue’
I let go of my expectations. It took a moment... I saw myself in you, (the rope) It wasn't love at first sight, I just knew you (the rope tightened) Cliche? no There was a peace The language of English, inadequate to comprehend. It was black, It was intense, Innate... true. … Continue reading Day 3: White Love means nothing: An Ode to Black
Lost is man, who in himself, finds a lost woman...his reflection. Who is he? Who are his ancestors? Does he have a soul? A soul...soul lost. A man who finds his faith in a book, gifted to him by his enslavor. A figure of a foreign imagination so strong... So strong, its stream watered his … Continue reading Note 5: Lost…to be continued
Awakened. Questioning. Undoing. Releasing. Understanding. Releasing. Rebuilding. Representing...You PROVOKE! Finding you, yourself of the inner ancestral past, locked within the DNA of your soul, a fabric of well preserved threading, only you can understand. -Natache