To a God.dess Unknown is a live-streamed spoken-word performance and activation by Danié Gómez Ortigoza that explored the process by which divinity unfolds itself from the universal to the individual.It took place at Mette Tommerup’s exhibition ‘Made at Dusk’, an otherworldly space dedicated to Freya, the Nordic Goddess of love, beauty, fertility, sex, war, gold, […]
Sí. Existo. Yes I exist. We are part of what we leave behind to those that haven’t arrived here yet. Somos parte de lo que dejamos a aquellas que aun no han llegado aquí. Performance piece that took place at the Mexican Consulate in Miami at an installation I did as part of an […]
I want to lead a creative life, she said. I want to be surrounded by beauty. I want to challenge my notions of how things are and replace them with the questioning of what things could be. It has taken me a long time to get here. To listen to that voice I know has […]
On how I relate to braiding as a healing practice and a social practice that has become a visual metaphor and a call for union. This video was featured at the UN Climate Change forum at United Nations University during COP26UK
Often I’m asked about the braiding circles. It’s not easy to explain, because this ritual means so many things at the same time. It’s a healing practice that brings to light the invisible thread that braids us together, and that we often can’t see because life blinds us and tries to convince us that everything […]
Making visible the invisible thread that braids us all together. We are one.
Every time a red traffic light changes to green, and cars take their time to advance, I think back on Swedish traffic lights, where yellow comes both before and after the red light making traffic advance quicker. I’ve always wondered why it’s not like that everywhere around the world. It’s genius, isn’t it? So much […]
So I pick words from the wind, and I place them in paper. Recojo palabras, las tomo de la mano y las plasmo en papel, lentamente las trenzo, para que sean escuchadas, palabras de aliento, de sustento, palabras escondidas, en el silencio I
And when everything else fails, let’s distract our minds in learning so we don’t get lost in yearning… …y cuando lo demás falla, a distraerse en conocimiento, para no perdernos en sentimientos. I braid words in this apothecary full of hope, and yet with the realistic outlook of experience. I’m full of hope, because we […]
We are living at a time where nothing seems to be happening, and yet the structure of society is profoundly shifting. Living in Miami is like living in a bubble. If you want, you can just live a normal life, party without masks and live in denial of the virus, and how it’s evolving. I take […]
When you look at a braid from an horizontal perspective, you’ll realize it consists of mountains and valleys. But then again, it’s just a matter of perspective: turn the braid around and you’ll see the valleys transform into mountains. Those valleys are the equivalent of those moments in which, going through adversity, or simply questioning […]
Today is the last day of the first month of a new year. It feels different to other years. The structure of what’s to come has been set. The changes in politics and the GameStop catastrophe have been reminders that the news, the economy and even the way society operates is just a castle made […]
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I think we all deserve a virtual hug. We really do. Simply for waking up and doing whatever we do, putting our heart into it, when everything is against us. This year, the road we walk has had more valleys than mountains. The mountains have been steeper than never. But we are still trying. I […]
Once upon a time there was a line, one of those that should not be crossed. Straight and confident. Vertical. Parallel to humanity. Dividing the good from the bad. On one side, threats against curiosity. Warnings not to cross it. On the other, uncertainty. Darkness Nobody really knows what there is. When in doubt, most prefer to look away into the distance, from […]
I am an optimist, but the world seems to be falling apart. It’s time to build an energetic shield to protect yourself from the world.
Our time in this physical body is limited, and that truly unites us. Death is the one condition attached to every form of life. When we do Day of the Dead altars, we call upon our ancestors. They come from the region where Death is from. They come here for a day, to the land […]
The braid. A braid is so much more than a hair-do. This is what my braid is made of. And this is where the journey begins.
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It takes a lifetime to loose respect to matter, meaning material things that were created with a specific purpose. It starts when people tell you what things are for. They mean well, but often they don’t leave room for improvisation. In Latin America, need often gives way to creativity.
Here we are, going through the same crisis almost at the same time: some countries are still living in the past, while others live in the future and we try to make sense of our present.
In time, you learn that there’s a difference between taking someone’s hand and braiding their soul because once a soul finds its way into your heart, you can’t let go. Undoing that braid and leaving the hair adrift would create an incredibly deep scar. So deep, that the now unbraided soul will forget in time that the scar is even there, hidden under logic, and excuses created as an attempt to help it heal.
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