identity
Friday, April 25, 2008
I just found a paragraph of a very good book I red when doing my final major on cultural identity:
"I was hanging around. The question was continually tormenting me, the traditionnal question that is raised in my island, between friends, between people who meet, among all.
Where are your parents from?
Mine are not slaves but what would be the response of those who submitted their feet on a land of slave.
I was hanging around. Troubled deeply."
The anthropophage tree, Jean-Luc Raharimanana.
This book is a huge inspiration in terms of what I want to express through my work, and what I've experienced in the past 4 years.
"I was hanging around. The question was continually tormenting me, the traditionnal question that is raised in my island, between friends, between people who meet, among all.
Where are your parents from?
Mine are not slaves but what would be the response of those who submitted their feet on a land of slave.
I was hanging around. Troubled deeply."
The anthropophage tree, Jean-Luc Raharimanana.
This book is a huge inspiration in terms of what I want to express through my work, and what I've experienced in the past 4 years.
Labels: Culture, Identity, Inspiration, Jean-Luc Raharimanana, Madagascar, Society
