Posts in C2C Process Notes
Repatriation

Mother Mercy has forced me out.

I engage in this call to create not to impose, but to remind the community

I need them to flourish.                                                                                            

We need each other to survive.                                                                        

We are interconnected and do not exist in a vacuum.                                     

This project is my response to, “What’s not working?”

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Reflections from the Fire

Why am I making art? It is my contribution to the revolution. It is how I participate in movement towards informing my community and helping my folk to heal from past and present incursion. The sounds I am working on will address all of this. It will be fire hence the name dracarys. I am ignited. There will be flame. I am working on this frequency and am excited for the completion of this project. 

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(NO) TIME BETWEEN A LINE (BETWEEN) A TRAP & A JOYFUL SPACE

I am calling on every woman in me, in this project. I am calling out the project & allowing it to define itself through only what its contributors see it as. I need to call on others to grow, to maintain my space and size in this world, which is why #SuiteTrapBlues is an interactive, multi genre, intergenerational, conversation that is being held together by its distinct connections and threads. This mixtape experience depends on every voice that has ever lifted me up via song. The earthly, & the heavenly coexist in my versions of liberation gospel. 

I have my lens, & it is a spiraled prism. I am trying to capture without trapping.

I remember when “trap music” was not a phrase. 

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On Continuities

In the 1st place:

Generationally (if such things truly exist), I was born on a cusp, on the edge, on a cliff. That sharp line has situated my intellectual and cultural understanding of Black: I belong to the post-soul, Trey Ellis-era of young black capacity (though that concept suffered its own limits) and the nebulous, clearly misunderstood object of obsession that is this long Millennial™ moment. This edge is chafing and difficult and leaves me specifically worried about black cultural and political futures. As a cultural studies scholar, and like, as a grown girl that came of age bathed in thick cultural coherence (even in my white town and my white school), I think about this all the time.

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