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A Song about Drinking

By: forourjxms August 8, 2018August 10, 2018
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“The world through a drunk gaze, is a world drunk with me”

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I miss the tropical monsoon season most when walking through the spitting rain of Toronto. ๐Ÿ˜Œ
Mochi, love of my life, terror of the house, only slightly larger than a palm, lil red bean bun. Sesame is a responsible teenager in comparison to this extremely spunky bb. Follow them both at @asesamemochi ๐Ÿ˜ฌ
I have this memory of rain in the empty morning / a need to understand as my palm withers / I plant knowing that loveliness turns so many away.
Shalom is Hebrew for wholeness and completeness, balanced peace and harmony - everything as it should be. As the three of us siblings grow older, I find our areas of study and work converge around this desire for shalom, whether it be through Jessieโ€™s interest in body wholeness through physio and kinesiology, Joanneโ€™s interest in conservation and environmental work, or my own intersectional, community arts-based practice. One thing Iโ€™m trying to do more this year is engage my own sisters in conversation to listen to their worlds and hear their wisdoms. Weโ€™re continuing this conversation over at @gooeytalk if youโ€™re interested in any of these. Iโ€™d like to hear from you also ๐Ÿ˜Œ // photo credit: @shermyyy
โ€œRemember, inside you lives a truth that some may never know existed. This truth is meant to be shared. There is always someone to listen-even if that someone is you.โ€ This lovely reminder on my ticket turned bookmark from @byi.earthโ€™s Onion+Banana Juice ๐Ÿ’•
@projectx40c Mini Con is finally happening on Sept 15. Iโ€™ll be doing a tech talk on working in community arts in the morning sesh so if you are seriously considering this as a career path please bring all your questions. Will also doing free resume/cover letter consults so donโ€™t be shy! Panel 2 in the afternoon is a roundtable conversation moderated by yours truly so keep your eyes peeled for which collectives are joining us to talk about their programming! In short, I AM EXCITED SO PLS COME. if finances are a barrier, we have a subsidy option in place so pls DM me or email community@p40collective.ca we are HERE FOR YOU ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’—
an early singapore morning snapshot. this room was my fatherโ€™s study when i was growing up. ๐Ÿ˜Œ
ๆฑŸๅ—ไบบๅฎถ by ๅณๅ† ไธญ (1996)
in blackout, inevitably, you make mistakes. they are irreversible. hence they are also an exercise in letting go. // a record of one such instance. ๐Ÿ˜’

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// from summer twenty sixteen - ๋ชจ๋‘๋“ค ์ž์‹ ์„ ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๋Œ๋ณด๋ฉฐ ์‚ด์•„๊ฐ€๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฑธ๊นŒ. how does everyone take care of themselves. - ์ด๋ž‘ [๋Œ€์ฒด ๋ญํ•˜์ž๋Š” ์ธ๊ฐ„์ธ์ง€ ์‹ถ์—ˆ๋‹ค] - ํž˜๋“ค๊ณ  ํ”ผ๊ณคํ•˜๊ณ  ๋‚˜๋„ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒŒ ๋ˆˆ๋ฌผ์ด ํ๋ฅด๊ณ  ์งœ์ฆ์ด๋‚˜๊ณ  ํ™”๋‚ ๋•Œ ๋‹ค๋“ค ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ์ž์‹ ์„ ๋ณด์‚ดํ”ผ๋‚˜ - ์ฑ™๊ฒจ์ฃผ๊ณ  ๋ณด์‚ดํŽด์คฌ๋˜ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์„ ๋– ๋‚˜๋ณด๋‚ด๋ฉด ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ํ•˜๋‚˜
roaming around the city in the heat with no particular destination other than finding good lemonade. because jasmine spoiled us with good lemonade in singapore. - also on that day, i became a flower. ่Šฑ, ้ผป, ํ•˜๋‚˜
first morning of a short escape from work was being on a work conference call at a pretty cafe with cold cucumber soup. - ์–ด๋””๋กœ ์—ฌํ–‰์„ ๊ฐ€๋“  ๋กœ์ปฌ ์ธ๋””์นดํŽ˜๋Š” ๋‹น์—ฐํ•œ ์ผ์ •์ด๋‹ค. ๋‚˜์˜ ๋ฏธ๋ž˜์˜ ์นดํŽ˜๋ฅผ ์ƒ์ƒํ•˜๋ฉฐ, ๋‚˜๋Š” ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์ด ํŽธํžˆ ์‰ฌ๊ณ  ์ผํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š”, ๊ทธ๋ฆผ๊ณผ ์‹๋ฌผ๋“ค๋กœ ๊พธ๋ฉฐ์ง„, ์˜ค์ด ๋“ค์–ด๊ฐ„ ์Œ์‹์€ 1๋„ ์—†๋Š” ์นดํŽ˜๋ฅผ ๊ฟˆ๊พผ๋‹ค. - photo @ayebbey
// from summer twenty seventeen. - i forget how much my being. my presence. my story. means to those who i never had the chance to spend time with. never had the chance to give back. - ๊ทธ๋•Œ ์—„๋งˆ๊ฐ€ ์นœํ• ๋จธ๋‹ˆ๋ž‘ ๋ฐ”๋น , ๋‚˜๋Š” ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์—†์ด ์‹œ๋„๋Ÿฌ์šด ์•„์ €์”จ๋“ค์ด ์ฒซ ์—ฌ์„ฑ ์™ธ๊ต๋ถ€ ์žฅ๊ด€์ด๋  ๋ถ„ํ•œํ…Œ ๊ณ„์† ๋– ๋“œ๋Š” ๋‰ด์Šค๋ฅผ ๋ด์•ผํ–ˆ๋‹ค. when i was stuck at grandmaโ€™s place watching unnecessarily loud and rude men questioning a woman who would soon become the first female foreign minister.
burden(some) // what burdens do you carry from your family, your cultural history, your lived experiences? - much love to @artstartsto for believing in this project that @ayebbey and i have been holding dearly in our hearts for awhile. - we hope to create more safe and welcoming spaces like these. where we can open ourselves to each other. where we can lend our ears to each other. - first photo by @jingdraws.
burden(some) // our stories and experiences became beautiful clay tiles which, together, became even beautiful art. - many people have commented on how everyoneโ€™s tiles are so unique despite all of us having shared the same spaces. but despite collaborating together to reimagine our burdens, we all hold unique stories and experiences. - first & last photo by @jingdraws. (seeing myself in jingโ€™s photos have been helping me feel okay with being on camera.)
couldnโ€™t have created such wonderful spaces, met such wonderful people, and shared such wonderful art without @ayebbey. - pat on our backs. we survived june! (and iโ€™d like to repeat kimโ€™s words, that yes, we did look good on sunday~) - sharing some beautiful things from burden(some) sooon!!
the first and the last time during my years here when pretentious business people invited me and pretended they cared about my opinion. on that day, i also took the only photo of me and the iconic building. - 5๋…„๋™์•ˆ ์—ฌ๊ธฐ์„œ ๋Œ€ํ•™์ƒํ™œ์„ ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ ์—ฌ๋Ÿฌ ์ข‹์€ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์„ ๋งŒ๋‚˜๊ณ  ์˜์›ํžˆ ์†Œ์ค‘ํ•œ ์นœ๊ตฌ๋“ค๋„ ๋งŒ๋“ค๊ณ  ๋งŽ์€ ๊ฒƒ๋“ค์„ ๋ฐฐ์šฐ๊ณ  ๊ฒฝํ—˜ํ–ˆ๋‹ค. - ์–ด์ฉŒ๋‹ค๋ณด๋‹ˆ ํ•˜์™€์ด์™€ ์ƒํ•ด๋„ ๊ฐ€๊ฒŒ ๋˜์—ˆ๊ณ . ์–ด์ฉŒ๋‹ค๋ณด๋‹ˆ 1ํ•™๋…„ 1ํ•™๊ธฐ ์–ด๋–ค ์ˆ˜์—…์—์„œ ์—์„ธ์ด ํ…Œ๋งˆ๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ์‹ซ์–ด ๊ต์ˆ˜๋‹˜ํ•œํ…Œ ๊ฐ€์„œ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๊ฑฐ ํ•ด๋„ ๋˜๋ƒ๊ณ  ๋‚˜๋„ ๋ชฐ๋ž๋˜ ๋‹น๋‹นํ•จ๊ณผ ๋ป”๋ป”ํ•จ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์—ด์ •์˜ ๋ถ€ํƒ์„ํ•œ ์ˆœ๊ฐ„๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ๋‚˜๋Š” ๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰๊นŒ์ง€ ๋Œ€ํ•™ ๊ณต๋ถ€๋ฅผ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์€๋Œ€๋กœ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. (๋‚˜์˜ ์š•์‹ฌ์— ์–ด๋–ค ์ธ๋ฅ˜ํ•™ ์ปจํผ๋Ÿฐ์Šค์—์„œ ํ•œ๊ตญํž™ํ•ฉ๊ณผ ์„ธ๊ณ„ํ™”์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ํŽ˜์ดํผ๋ฅผ ๋ฐœํ‘œํ•˜๊ณ  ๋Œ€ํ•™๊ต๋ฅผ ๋๋ƒˆ๋‹ค.) - ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋‚˜๋Š” ์–ด์ฉŒ๋‹ค๋ณด๋‹ˆ ์–ด๋ฅธ์ด ๋˜์–ด ๊ฐ€๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰ ํ•™๋…„์— ๋‚˜๋Š” ํ•™์ƒ์—์„œ ์‚ฌํšŒ์ธ์œผ๋กœ ์ปค๊ฐ€๋Š” ๊ณผ์ •์„ ๊ฑฐ์น˜๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด์„œ ๊ทธ๋žฌ๋˜๊ฑด์ง€ ๋Œ€ํ•™์ด ๋์ด ๋‚ฌ๋‹ค๋Š”๊ฒŒ ํฌ๊ฒŒ ์™€ ๋‹ฟ์ง€๊ฐ€ ์•Š๋‹ค. - hereโ€™s to my five years.
์ž‘๋…„์˜ ์˜ค๋Š˜. - ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์—ฌ๊ธฐ์„œ ๋ˆ„๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ํ—ค์–ด๋‚˜๊ฐ€๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ์‚ถ์„ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๋„์‹œ์—์„œ๋„ ํŽธํžˆ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค๋ฉด ์–ผ๋งˆ๋‚˜ ์ข‹์„๊นŒ. ์—ฌ๊ธฐ์„œ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์œผ๋ฉด ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ์„œ๋„ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์„๊นŒ. ์–ธ์  ๊ฐ„ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ๊ฒ ์ง€. if i could do what iโ€™m doing here in a different city. - i still need to organize my photos from last summer.
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