[FR] Nos corps comme des nefs, des vaisseaux qui traversent l’espace-temps, traversés d’affluants, microbiote constellé aux ramifications vagales.
Naviguer à l’écoute. Voir venir les marées. Reconfigurer nos cartes-mère, au goutte à goutte. Traverser des tempêtes sonores et engouffrantes, des nuages qui résonnent, des planètes évidées. Border l’abîme, sombrer souvent, jusqu’à plus fin. Jusqu’au bout de l’écueil pour peut-être, enfin, sentir la texture et les appels profonds de ces planètes informes aux signaux somatiques.
Encore une fois, renouer les rituels, se réinventer des repères, sentir les porosités variables, les espaces habitables et dans les interstices, conjurer l’éther.
Louons les grands vents:
L’air est rare et plus mince que jamais
mais nous avons préparés nos antres thoraciques
à trouver l’abondance dans les entrelacs du silence.*
* ce texte tresse des homages aux oeuvres et poèmes de Zao Wou-Ki, Claude Roy, Massimo Guerrera, Vinciane Despret et Myro Le Ber Assiani.
[EN] Our bodies like naves, vessels that traverse space-time, traversed by tributaries, constellated microbiota with vagal ramifications.
Sailing by listening. See the tides coming. Reconfiguring our motherboards, drop by drop. Crossing engulfing sound storms, resonant clouds, hollowed-out planets. Border the abyss, sink often, until the end. All the way to the end of the reef, to perhaps finally feel the texture and deep calls of these shapeless planets with their somatic signals.
Once again, we renew our rituals, reinvent our landmarks, feel the variable porosities, the habitable spaces and, in the interstices, conjure up the ether.
Praise the high winds:
Air is scarce and thinner than ever
but we have prepared our thoracic recesses
to find abundance in the interlacing silence.
* This text is a tribute to the works and poems of Zao Wou-Ki, Claude Roy, Massimo Guerrera, Vinciane Despret and Myro Le Ber Assiani.
We are, we transmute and we need
We are racialised, bipoc, swana,
mixed, diasporic and white artists
We are queer, trans, gay,
non binary & of many genders
We are human of different ages
We come from many lands
We live on unceeded territories
We are feminist and aware of the many violence flowing through us
We are large, we are thin
We are small, we are tall
We are diverse and sometimes lonely in those diversities
We are survivor of trauma, addictions, abuses, illness and cancer
We are prone to re-traumatisation, wounds, cptsd
Other addictions and possible cancer booth.
We are psycho-neurodivergent& hypersensitives
We are bipolar, autistic and adhder
We are prone to anxiety, mania, overwhelm and depression
We are wounded, we are healing,
We are researchers, practitioners, therapists & healers
We are creators and project builders
We are vulnerable, powerful and interdependent
We are lonely
We are many
We travel on many ships
We are our own ships
We are on a ship together
We get lost
We get back
We dive into the unknown
We transform
We transmute
‘Are’ into waves & orbs
Inner states into sounds & scapes
Solitude into constellations
Overwhelms into forms of mist.
The unknown into geographies
We are interdependent
We need more than each-other
We need our ancestors and teachers
We need an ecosystem
We need a support system