What is your decolonized space? Do you have a space?
Do you have a camera? Words? Art? A song? A vivid ability to imagine? A few shiny spots sparkling around a world of gray?
Use these tools to describe your space in comments. Let’s share our bricks and mortar to creatively rebuild…
My love
Our love…
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December 10th, 2008 at 8:11 pm #
i’m running the thoughts around in my head… & you know what? i really don’t know how to answer this.
maybe because i’m still decolonizing myself. i still have things to reconstruct, to return to what they were before the world around me began to encroach upon and crush them.
i am still fighting the colonization of my writing.
December 11th, 2008 at 1:38 am #
I wish I had a decolonized space. The only time I feel like I can get close to that is listening to Girl in a Coma (band from San Antonio) or the Hedwig and the Angry Inch soundtrack. But it feels like it’s only in the space between the headphones and my ears.
bleh… So how would you encourage others to have their own decolonized space?
December 11th, 2008 at 10:59 am #
Girl, swimming for me. There I feel free.
December 17th, 2008 at 12:02 pm #
i’m like dopegirl…not sure how to answer it.
sometimes i feel like that at special moments with the man i love. or when i’m reading octavia butler.
but at the same time, i haven’t even made a creative space for myself in a long time. hmm…that’s very bad.