author: Sunayana Shetty

remembering stories

In the aggressiveness of her resistance

embracing,    embraced

an attachment that is native

more challenging than ever

she moves

in her humble home

keeping things whole

based in love and the resonance of emotion

she blunders and bumbles along

stealing fire.

 

 

Thank you Zoe and Ninette 🙂

Audio credit: Experience by Ludovico Einaudi

namesake

from a film, to a scene, to a story.

“Like pregnancy, being a foreigner, Ashima believes, is something that elicits the same curiosity from strangers, the same combination of pity and respect.”  – Jhumpa Lahiri

Audio credit: Namesake reprise by Nitin Sawhney

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bubbling like a beating heart

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           presencing                                           erasing                                        remembering

 

Thank you Ninette and Zoe 🙂

drags the earth from under the sea

from a mother

a child’s play

mother tongue/ open windows

one is yawning/ moved by moon.

 

 

Audio credits: Chaudhary- Mame Khan,  Amit Trivedi

in house sunshine: Dorota Michalak

 

an attachment that is native

with a mother

lullaby

 

Audio : Dastaan by Tajdar Junaid

text from the film Killa

in house mentor : Dorota Michalak

Continuing the dialog of this video, please feel invited to share a thought(s)/dream relating to your mother 🙂

an attempt

to the friend i lost, to her mother

i want to find a prayer.

 

 

Audio by:  Naren Chandavarkar & Benedict Taylor (Killa soundtrack)

an attachment that is native

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text:

sometimes I wonder

she waited a lot for me/ waited for me to get calm/ waited for me to return home/ waited for me to talk to her/ waited for me

you are in your own world, she said often/she must have wondered about this world while anxiously waiting (outside)

holding her hand/ she knew my hand before i did/every time i hold her hand now/ she doesn’t hold my hand back, she carries it/ she carries it with her/ to the nearby shop/ from the crowd of people/ into family gatherings/ and sometimes, towards the blue sky, through night and day

i am lying down on her lap, i wonder/ what the hell is going on? /her hand on my head, she wonders/ what am i  waiting for?

i remember running in my dreams, in school, from one room to another room/ i always want to run, i rang the doorbell she opened the door, and i rushed, i rushed through/ from outside to inside to invisible/ sometimes she couldn’t recognize me

we are far away from each other / we were apart longer than we were together/ i dream of her/ i need her/ she exhausts me/ she is constantly looking at me/ she believes in me/ it is getting tough to rely on laughter’s/ they only last for a moment/ we need much more to fill up the room when we are together/she only looks at me, longing and  waiting

 

Audio by:

Les Reines Prochaines: wicked games cover and Ragnar Kjartansson: the visitor (exhibition)

 

 

starting point

in her humble home
she moves
keeping things whole.

image from the book of Kali by Seema Mohanty