Remembering our true selves, but the one beyond you, the one filled with the energies of our ancestor's resilience with the silly nonsensical humors of a child in discovery. Face yourself. The oral traditions of your mother's mother's recipes, the simplicity of being with a person. Presence and revolutions of the soul. Memes and philosophy. The rage of a million suns catapulted through a rapper's lyrics and boiled to healthy gusto at the dinner table. Creating soft spaces ready to receive love and listen to stories. The mind expanse of mushroom kingdoms whispering across lands. Narwhals singing in quarantine to grow fertile soil biomes into a symphonic weaving of soul sunshine liquid- burning with conviction. And we will be dying, to live. Whilst we smirk our turmoils in a sassy humor, we are grounded in finding what is alright with our souls again.
Christie Wong is an illustrator, photographer, sporadic poet and lover of cacao. In her art practice, she reaches philosophically and metaphorically in the geographies/spaces of sharp emotions and mundane living. She finds freedom in the creative experience and craves for others to pursue their creative energies. She likens home to her creative imaginations and doodles intermittently between exploring food, herself and the world. Christie is based in Toronto, Ontario.