zanele muholi, self portraits. tate modern '24
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Sha’Carri Richardson by Elijah Agurs.
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7 days in a yurt,
in the heart of the forest.
Just me, the Redwoods, and nature's precious creatures.
No internet.
No phone service.
No noise.
I just needed to hear myself.
To hear the Divine.
To sit with the quiet.
To be naked as a baby.
I'm tired of people not listening.
Tired of old narratives
and being misunderstood.
Fuck all the way off.
Everyone and everything.
But in the forest,
I'm in my element.
No matter what is transforming around me or within me,
I will always have the forest.
The trees,
the flowers,
the moist earth.
The medicine of the forest
is always with me.
Thank you...🫴🏾🪷🌺🌸🌼🌲🌳🌳🌲🌳🌲
~Akasha Lotus, Into the Forest I go (To Lose Dead Things and Find My Soul)
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