*to be grateful*  gestures of thanks to Ogum São Jorge. 

instalation called “the healing room” made in vitoria espirito santo realization: gabriel vitorino  curator: rosana paulino  educational project: kiusam de oliveira  photos: luara monteiro 

i believe in incorporation as an ephemeral experience of moving from the time-space domain that is coloniality. in incorporation, we experience exusiático time*, which is a spiral and crossroads event. in incorporation, the moments that make up our existence are not accessed with the linearity that race and gender impose on our lives. and in this trance, what we live in is an existential teleportation, where we access rhythms, intensities, colors, shapes, unnameable tastes.

* exu, king-messenger of all instant. he runs like a child saying "you can't catch me!"

i created a set of herbal remedies to ease the pain of bodies violated by racism. silences, deletions, kidnappings, losses, genocides. sickness is a psychic-bodily experience. the health of the violated, demands ways of healing that are attentive to specific points of our bodies, because the soul's pains are felt in the skin, flesh and bone. silences make your throat hurt. in our gestures, there are thoughts. and thought occurs in the movement of the body. under the guidance of a black healer, i used the past to understand the present and produce healthier temporalities and corporealities.

I am being subjectivized by colonial traumas, because i did not let my body adapt to the aesthetics imposed by the western world. and whenever i unlearn gestures driven by whiteness, and produce choreographies of freedom, i am criminalized. i become cruel every time i affirm autonomy in face of biocapitalism, and I abdicate the desires of the nation in which i am depatrialized even before i have a body; and now that i have it, i am prevented from accessing my life force at high intensity. i live in a territory that has raped me throughout its history. i live in a colony that likes to mortify us before murdering us. i realize then that colonization becomes effective when it manages to capture the body, managing the complexity of our existences in favor of the annihilation of our vital power. my body-flower is the objective of colonial extermination, and it is with it and in it that I produce survival. In order to survive, I assume that I am hybrid of all nature’s kindgoms, and manipulate - in the dimension of ethics - those lives and matters producing security and healing for myself and those who collaborate for the perpetuation of our lives.