Reading the Shuro chapters for the first time as a 20 year old community college drop out comes second in Deeply Relatable reading experiences, beat out only by My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the Laios and autism lately; I might try writing something about it because we both have the background of undiagnosed hick kid. In short there’s just something about the way his ( and his sisters) isolation is portrayed that I relate to in a way I never had before, especially in the way it’s undefined but all encompassing. It’s deeper than hyper-fixations and trouble socializing: it’s the feeling that something about you will always be separate from others, but not having words to explain it. Reading his experiences in DM was really validating, even before I had the words to explain it too.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the Laios and autism lately; I might try writing something about it because we both have the background of undiagnosed hick kid. In short there’s just something about the way his ( and his sisters) isolation is portrayed that I relate to in a way I never had before, especially in the way it’s undefined but all encompassing. It’s deeper than hyper-fixations and trouble socializing: it’s the feeling that something about you will always be separate from others, but not having words to explain it. Reading his experiences in DM was really validating, even before I had the words to explain it too.
This is something I was struggling with for a while- what’s the worth of my art in times like this? I felt hopeless and inadequate in my support for Palestine. It wasn’t until a classmate made the first move to incorporate protest in their art this term that a whole group of people came together to participate. Now we sort of… activated a presence that wasn’t there before, a commitment and drive to be vocal, and we have ideas for even more action.
Not only have I found solidarity with the people around me but I found enough bravery to inspire for larger scale works and activism. Sometimes it’s as easy as hanging out with friends and making things together. We printed all of our prints and patches on scrap paper and left over canvas, and now I see people all over campus wearing the patches of the Palestinian flag, cut unevenly and blotchy with acrylic paint, attached with a safety pin.
I’m really thankful for that first person to make art for Palestine. Maybe one small action can begin something in your school, town, workplace, etc. It’s a lot less scary and a lot less lonely, and connects you to something so incredibly big.
Free Palestine forever and always.
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the role of art is not to radicalise people by itself (it's an unrealistic expectation - what kind of serious person is spurred to action by an imaginary struggle?) the role of art is to prepare people to notice the radicalising moments in their real lives, and to arm them with the ideals and vocabulary to express the necessity of change.
I drew this last week at school for a gallery opening. The symbol of Handala is really poignant to me, and I try to keep him in my thoughts. Free Palestine and all other colonized nations forever and always, and dismantle the forces of Western Imperialism.