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water // fire
transformation
reflections,
as seen through this window
overlooking the river
t r a n s f o r m a t i o n | a n n e - a u d r e y
by elizabeth farinango
solo theatre show at Watah Theatre (June, 2017)
by elizabeth farinango
solo theatre show at Watah Theatre (June, 2017)
reminder
honesty shall be practised. especially when my tongue dances in ways that leave me shamefully speechless.
r e m i n d e r | a n n e - a u d r e y
don't let the shadow blow the candle of your fire
anne-audrey
remember
learning where i come from. learning the tools, resources, and knowledge from my ancestors so i can have a better sense of self-knowledge and power to move forward. i am paying tribute to the ones that came before me, the ones that led the passage to allow me to be here, right now. this world might be governed by threatening forces but my ancestors' resistance & resilience have always been even more powerful. i shall walk in these steps and not let myself be fooled by the white man's agenda.
r e m e m b e r | a n n e - a u d r e y
whole
why leaving some parts behind if
i am whole
why even thinking that each piece has its order or place if
i am whole
why not being as proud of my falls & weaknesses as my strengths & successes
if
i am whole
why fearing the existence of judgement if
i am whole
if
we are whole
if
i am whole
if
we are whole
w h o l e | a n n e - a u d r e y
opening
i went by the water, covered by ice and snow
being grateful for nature
until i saw water in its liquid form
then i became grateful for being allowed to see this glimpse.
the universe sharing a secret with me!
how lucky, how blessed!
until i looked up to admire the sky
how dare i?
being grateful to what i found to be visible while dismissing all the other universe’s secrets it actually did share
on to being grateful for an openness to receive
to receive the universes’s messages, signs, gifts, but mostly its honest beauty present in and around me, constantly
o p e n i n g | a n n e - a u d r e y
always in transition going from a to b b to c or g to p it's not about the destination, it's about the journey always in transition cuz there's always something to learn; growth is everlasting
anne-audrey
when i saw your clear face
in the blurriness of a dream
i knew
the key used to be yours
i used to wait for it
i used to want you to have it
i wasn’t thinking it out loud though
one day,
it was over
i didn’t want you to have it anymore
opening and closing doors i didn’t consent to
but i was also scared
i feared that moment
where i would hold my own key
confirming i am the author of my narrative
not able to blame you
accountable to my visions and actions
| a n n e - a u d r e y
imperfect
but perfect,
in the way your leaves fall
the way your trunk sheds
the way your branches bend
the way you respond to the sun
your arch
your multiple colours
i love the way you remind me
to be me
i love the way you wrap your
invisible wings, around me
thank you for this genuine love
rooted so deep
t r e e | a n n e - a u d r e y
the stories in me
the stories all around me
united by shame and honesty
these layers that cover me
like blankets on a cold night
is it coming from me?
i know my skin is stuck to my bones
& my soul comprised by this skin
my mind within my soul
& my heart full of cells
what is mine?
why do you act like it’s yours?
defining the limits of my identity
appropriating opportunities
policing my tongue so it can move to your frequency
you inhabit me
but i never welcomed you
you didn’t knock
you, parasite
my tongue
moving in different ways
spirals
jumps
slides
left, right
the way it moves around
dances around in my mouth
the choreography initiated by you
and
sustained by me
under the umbrella of shame
shame building stages where my tongue can dance
where my tongue can be showcased,
outside of me
there is no chain tying up my tongue
at my own mercy
i carry this shame in my tongue
“the power of language, of words, of silence”
in the way it moves to please you
in the way it awkwardly dances in my mother tongue
in the way i stop the dance when the lights are on
lit by my mother
lit by my father
how hurtful is it to see the pain in your eyes when our tongues don’t move at the same rhythm
how hurtful is it to see the pride in your eyes when our tongues move at the same rhythm
reminiscing about the 1804 liberation
it started in which internalized white dominance was already creating division
among the pride in reclaiming what was ours we lost bits and pieces
i say we
my ancestors are still in and around me
the fight for freedom remains
in all the ways it manifests itself
including the tip of my tongue
d a n c e | a n n e - a u d r e y
aujourd'hui, j'ai réalisé que l'obscurité est nécessaire. sans quoi, les étoiles ne brilleraient pas. leur lueur serait perdue. comme mon coeur, qui ne brillerait pas sans profonde souffrance.
anne-audrey
to look at myself in the mirror and embrace what i dont see in addition of my reflection
my pain,
my insecurities,
my struggles,
my successes,
my falls,
the way oppression touches me,
the bars behind which my dreams and confidence find themselves confined. at times.
and surrender
and fight
surrender to the principal internal voice
and embrace the crushing internal voices
while fighting the external forces
each breath
a commitment to myself
responsibility
accountability
transparency
sacrifices
for me by me
cause i deserve it too
cause i love me too
or rather for us by me
my liberation is our liberation
for our world
bad for me? bye
good for me? hey
my cells know best
listen up to not go through the tests
dont you see?
how i hold the key?
death has yet to come
before i scream welcome
s e l f - a c t u a l i z a t i o n | a n n e - a u d r e y
each breath, with thoughtful consciousness
anne-audrey
by elizabeth farinango
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