intergenerational memory
PhD thread 1 - absence & loss, language as inheritance, mapping the edges of belonging, absence as present void
intergenerational memory
More Men Who Are Afraid
thesmallbow.comfirst piece by Aymann Ismail, scared of not being able to pass down his lineage to his kids (fear of kids becoming culturally muslim, losing the tether)
belonging is made of the affective or material ties and obligations that link the individual to others.
Shaka McGlotten • Virtual Intimacies: Media, Affect, and Queer Sociality
“how learning a third language became a place of reconciliation for my mother tongues”, language as inheritance, Ahmed on habituality, Morrison on a third thing
Social remembering: Our own recollection is tied to others with whom we have shared our life.
L. M. Sacasas • The Stuff of Life: Materiality and the Self
the intimacy of never talking again
personalscriptures.substack.com
how silence/not speaking to someone is actually a deeper kind of intimacy
‘intergenerational learning spaces’. ‘I believe’, he told me, ‘that you need at least three generations exploring things together to generate the conditions for real wisdom and imagination to emerge.’
Rob Hopkins • From What Is to What If: Unleashing the Power of Imagination to Create the Future We Want
Writing about “Zami” by Audre Lorde, bell hooks says: “Encouraging readers to see dreams and fantasies as part of the material we use to invent the self, Lorde invited us to challenge notions of absolute truth. Her insistence that there is no absolute truth when it comes to how we remember the past, that there is fact and interpretation of fact, ha
... See moreMemory as Rebellion: On Trauma, Time, and Collective Amnesia
Jamila Bradleybrightblackhoney.substack.com
memory as archive, how capitalism/colonialism demands that we have a short-term memory and how choosing to remember is rebellious
came to understand that when we do the hard work of remembering, for ourselves, for our ancestors, what we have been taught to forget, another clothesline of memory can emerge, with clothespins of resilience riding in the wind.