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Yo soy la realizacion de los suenos de mis ancestros yo soy la semilla que germino en sus lagrimas my body, my womb marked by my peoples barefoot migration. I find myself so very hungry, so very thirsty, driven. My life, my art are about story. The making of a mark is the writing of history, I must keep the stories alive and I am in awe of the power of the mark. Icrave to make the mark, to feel the words born deep in my belly...I do this to reclaim, to reaffirm to be able to breathe...to connect to a tradition deep in my cells... I make art for the same reasons I make tortillas, frijoles, why I grind my chile in a mocajete. These are the rituals that keep me alive. With each grinding of the stone I become stronger, I grow deeper even in the midst of the marketplace and to me this is a revolutionary act. |
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