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Our love is resistance
Our love is a protest
Our love is hope
Our love is ancient
Our love is present

I wrote about this type of Blak love during lockdown.
The type of love that feels like home.
Someone that not only understands the struggles but also the joys of being Blak.
We cried on the phone after Kumanjayi Walker case concluded
We’ve laughed that proper Blak laugh at things only Blak people will only understand
Someone that can sit and yell at the basketball on tv and then see if I want to go to the courts to shoot around (then beat me at around the world)
The love that has you cheering and shouting out like crazy during Australian Fashion Week in front of all the stuck up fashion mob because you’re not shame to support YOUR man.
After a day of being warriors we can come home to surrender to this type of love.
But for someone that struggles with the concept of home, I’m glad I’ve found home with you and wherever we may end up.

The black woman smile is the guiding light through the darkness doused on us by this system. Only a black woman who has experienced so much trauma can smile so brightly that it gives her people hope.
A smile that glistens like when the sun reflects off the water and shines like the moon at night because it’s the darkness that allows your existence to shine so bright

Our love is present
Our love is ancient
Our love is hope
Our love is a protest
Our love is resistance

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#ausgov #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #blackexcellence

Our love is resistance
Our love is a protest
Our love is hope
Our love is ancient
Our love is present

I wrote about this type of Blak love during lockdown.
The type of love that feels like home.
Someone that not only understands the struggles but also the joys of being Blak.
We cried on the phone after Kumanjayi Walker case concluded
We’ve laughed that proper Blak laugh at things only Blak people will only understand
Someone that can sit and yell at the basketball on tv and then see if I want to go to the courts to shoot around (then beat me at around the world)
The love that has you cheering and shouting out like crazy during Australian Fashion Week in front of all the stuck up fashion mob because you’re not shame to support YOUR man.
After a day of being warriors we can come home to surrender to this type of love.
But for someone that struggles with the concept of home, I’m glad I’ve found home with you and wherever we may end up.

The black woman smile is the guiding light through the darkness doused on us by this system. Only a black woman who has experienced so much trauma can smile so brightly that it gives her people hope.
A smile that glistens like when the sun reflects off the water and shines like the moon at night because it’s the darkness that allows your existence to shine so bright

Our love is present
Our love is ancient
Our love is hope
Our love is a protest
Our love is resistance

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#ausgov #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #blackexcellence

Our love is resistance
Our love is a protest
Our love is hope
Our love is ancient
Our love is present

I wrote about this type of Blak love during lockdown.
The type of love that feels like home.
Someone that not only understands the struggles but also the joys of being Blak.
We cried on the phone after Kumanjayi Walker case concluded
We’ve laughed that proper Blak laugh at things only Blak people will only understand
Someone that can sit and yell at the basketball on tv and then see if I want to go to the courts to shoot around (then beat me at around the world)
The love that has you cheering and shouting out like crazy during Australian Fashion Week in front of all the stuck up fashion mob because you’re not shame to support YOUR man.
After a day of being warriors we can come home to surrender to this type of love.
But for someone that struggles with the concept of home, I’m glad I’ve found home with you and wherever we may end up.

The black woman smile is the guiding light through the darkness doused on us by this system. Only a black woman who has experienced so much trauma can smile so brightly that it gives her people hope.
A smile that glistens like when the sun reflects off the water and shines like the moon at night because it’s the darkness that allows your existence to shine so bright

Our love is present
Our love is ancient
Our love is hope
Our love is a protest
Our love is resistance

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#ausgov #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #blackexcellence

Our love is resistance
Our love is a protest
Our love is hope
Our love is ancient
Our love is present

I wrote about this type of Blak love during lockdown.
The type of love that feels like home.
Someone that not only understands the struggles but also the joys of being Blak.
We cried on the phone after Kumanjayi Walker case concluded
We’ve laughed that proper Blak laugh at things only Blak people will only understand
Someone that can sit and yell at the basketball on tv and then see if I want to go to the courts to shoot around (then beat me at around the world)
The love that has you cheering and shouting out like crazy during Australian Fashion Week in front of all the stuck up fashion mob because you’re not shame to support YOUR man.
After a day of being warriors we can come home to surrender to this type of love.
But for someone that struggles with the concept of home, I’m glad I’ve found home with you and wherever we may end up.

The black woman smile is the guiding light through the darkness doused on us by this system. Only a black woman who has experienced so much trauma can smile so brightly that it gives her people hope.
A smile that glistens like when the sun reflects off the water and shines like the moon at night because it’s the darkness that allows your existence to shine so bright

Our love is present
Our love is ancient
Our love is hope
Our love is a protest
Our love is resistance

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#ausgov #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #blackexcellence

Our love is resistance
Our love is a protest
Our love is hope
Our love is ancient
Our love is present

I wrote about this type of Blak love during lockdown.
The type of love that feels like home.
Someone that not only understands the struggles but also the joys of being Blak.
We cried on the phone after Kumanjayi Walker case concluded
We’ve laughed that proper Blak laugh at things only Blak people will only understand
Someone that can sit and yell at the basketball on tv and then see if I want to go to the courts to shoot around (then beat me at around the world)
The love that has you cheering and shouting out like crazy during Australian Fashion Week in front of all the stuck up fashion mob because you’re not shame to support YOUR man.
After a day of being warriors we can come home to surrender to this type of love.
But for someone that struggles with the concept of home, I’m glad I’ve found home with you and wherever we may end up.

The black woman smile is the guiding light through the darkness doused on us by this system. Only a black woman who has experienced so much trauma can smile so brightly that it gives her people hope.
A smile that glistens like when the sun reflects off the water and shines like the moon at night because it’s the darkness that allows your existence to shine so bright

Our love is present
Our love is ancient
Our love is hope
Our love is a protest
Our love is resistance

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#ausgov #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #blackexcellence

Our love is resistance
Our love is a protest
Our love is hope
Our love is ancient
Our love is present

I wrote about this type of Blak love during lockdown.
The type of love that feels like home.
Someone that not only understands the struggles but also the joys of being Blak.
We cried on the phone after Kumanjayi Walker case concluded
We’ve laughed that proper Blak laugh at things only Blak people will only understand
Someone that can sit and yell at the basketball on tv and then see if I want to go to the courts to shoot around (then beat me at around the world)
The love that has you cheering and shouting out like crazy during Australian Fashion Week in front of all the stuck up fashion mob because you’re not shame to support YOUR man.
After a day of being warriors we can come home to surrender to this type of love.
But for someone that struggles with the concept of home, I’m glad I’ve found home with you and wherever we may end up.

The black woman smile is the guiding light through the darkness doused on us by this system. Only a black woman who has experienced so much trauma can smile so brightly that it gives her people hope.
A smile that glistens like when the sun reflects off the water and shines like the moon at night because it’s the darkness that allows your existence to shine so bright

Our love is present
Our love is ancient
Our love is hope
Our love is a protest
Our love is resistance

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#ausgov #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #blackexcellence

Our love is resistance
Our love is a protest
Our love is hope
Our love is ancient
Our love is present

I wrote about this type of Blak love during lockdown.
The type of love that feels like home.
Someone that not only understands the struggles but also the joys of being Blak.
We cried on the phone after Kumanjayi Walker case concluded
We’ve laughed that proper Blak laugh at things only Blak people will only understand
Someone that can sit and yell at the basketball on tv and then see if I want to go to the courts to shoot around (then beat me at around the world)
The love that has you cheering and shouting out like crazy during Australian Fashion Week in front of all the stuck up fashion mob because you’re not shame to support YOUR man.
After a day of being warriors we can come home to surrender to this type of love.
But for someone that struggles with the concept of home, I’m glad I’ve found home with you and wherever we may end up.

The black woman smile is the guiding light through the darkness doused on us by this system. Only a black woman who has experienced so much trauma can smile so brightly that it gives her people hope.
A smile that glistens like when the sun reflects off the water and shines like the moon at night because it’s the darkness that allows your existence to shine so bright

Our love is present
Our love is ancient
Our love is hope
Our love is a protest
Our love is resistance

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#ausgov #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #blackexcellence

Our love is resistance
Our love is a protest
Our love is hope
Our love is ancient
Our love is present

I wrote about this type of Blak love during lockdown.
The type of love that feels like home.
Someone that not only understands the struggles but also the joys of being Blak.
We cried on the phone after Kumanjayi Walker case concluded
We’ve laughed that proper Blak laugh at things only Blak people will only understand
Someone that can sit and yell at the basketball on tv and then see if I want to go to the courts to shoot around (then beat me at around the world)
The love that has you cheering and shouting out like crazy during Australian Fashion Week in front of all the stuck up fashion mob because you’re not shame to support YOUR man.
After a day of being warriors we can come home to surrender to this type of love.
But for someone that struggles with the concept of home, I’m glad I’ve found home with you and wherever we may end up.

The black woman smile is the guiding light through the darkness doused on us by this system. Only a black woman who has experienced so much trauma can smile so brightly that it gives her people hope.
A smile that glistens like when the sun reflects off the water and shines like the moon at night because it’s the darkness that allows your existence to shine so bright

Our love is present
Our love is ancient
Our love is hope
Our love is a protest
Our love is resistance

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#ausgov #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #blackexcellence

Our love is resistance
Our love is a protest
Our love is hope
Our love is ancient
Our love is present

I wrote about this type of Blak love during lockdown.
The type of love that feels like home.
Someone that not only understands the struggles but also the joys of being Blak.
We cried on the phone after Kumanjayi Walker case concluded
We’ve laughed that proper Blak laugh at things only Blak people will only understand
Someone that can sit and yell at the basketball on tv and then see if I want to go to the courts to shoot around (then beat me at around the world)
The love that has you cheering and shouting out like crazy during Australian Fashion Week in front of all the stuck up fashion mob because you’re not shame to support YOUR man.
After a day of being warriors we can come home to surrender to this type of love.
But for someone that struggles with the concept of home, I’m glad I’ve found home with you and wherever we may end up.

The black woman smile is the guiding light through the darkness doused on us by this system. Only a black woman who has experienced so much trauma can smile so brightly that it gives her people hope.
A smile that glistens like when the sun reflects off the water and shines like the moon at night because it’s the darkness that allows your existence to shine so bright

Our love is present
Our love is ancient
Our love is hope
Our love is a protest
Our love is resistance

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#ausgov #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #blackexcellence

Our love is resistance
Our love is a protest
Our love is hope
Our love is ancient
Our love is present

I wrote about this type of Blak love during lockdown.
The type of love that feels like home.
Someone that not only understands the struggles but also the joys of being Blak.
We cried on the phone after Kumanjayi Walker case concluded
We’ve laughed that proper Blak laugh at things only Blak people will only understand
Someone that can sit and yell at the basketball on tv and then see if I want to go to the courts to shoot around (then beat me at around the world)
The love that has you cheering and shouting out like crazy during Australian Fashion Week in front of all the stuck up fashion mob because you’re not shame to support YOUR man.
After a day of being warriors we can come home to surrender to this type of love.
But for someone that struggles with the concept of home, I’m glad I’ve found home with you and wherever we may end up.

The black woman smile is the guiding light through the darkness doused on us by this system. Only a black woman who has experienced so much trauma can smile so brightly that it gives her people hope.
A smile that glistens like when the sun reflects off the water and shines like the moon at night because it’s the darkness that allows your existence to shine so bright

Our love is present
Our love is ancient
Our love is hope
Our love is a protest
Our love is resistance

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#ausgov #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #blackexcellence

Just like a superhero putting on their super suit, when I paint up I feel like I have super powers. I feel that I embody powers from my ancestors, the land, the songs and the stories. I feel connected to the past, while sharing and learning for the future.

Shout out to @thaliadawnart for this amazingly detailed piece of ME 😳

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride#reels #IndigenousAustralian #reconciliation #Australia #AboriginalFlag #alwayswasalwayswillbe #AboriginalLand #fashion #BLM #BlacklivesMatters #picoftheday #Blackexcellence

Here’s a picture of my parents in their 20s marching against the system and injustices in Cairns.

Our fight is inherited
Like the privilege you possess
It doesn’t matter what the date is
This country was stolen
Ripped from my people VIOLENTLY
Everywhere we walk,
blood has been spilt.
I am exhausted
My people are exhausted
We’ve fought against injustices longer then this pissy national “Australia” Day holiday.
Your history and traditions are so flimsy and young compared to our rich and vibrant culture, traditions and history that this colony continuously disrespect.
What is Australian Culture without its Indigenous culture?
What makes Australia, white Australia culturally unique from the rest of the world?
I didn’t want to post today
I felt an obligation to post
For my community
For my ancestors
For the future generations

I have nothing new to say about this day
It’s another day in the colony
And another day
And another day
And another day
Like a record on repeat
A veryyy bad record

I’m tired of having to educate
I’m tired of having to fight
I’m tired of having to inspire

But WE will continue to do so, so our children don’t have to carry the same burden.

F**k YOUR traditions
F**k YOUR culture
F**k YOUR national holiday

How’s that for articulate black?

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous #indigenousrights #firstnations #ownyourstory #islandwarrior #ancestors #culture #lore #protest #cultural #pride #reels #IndigenousAustralian #AustraliaDay #australia

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

RECLAMATION EXCERPT

Black bodies
are not trends

Black voice
is not noise

Black art
is not a phase

Black visions
do not ask permission

We will not be the Black masks
To hide white face
So they can diversify and seem less racist
While drip feeding Black funds
Just for a spot in their white space

We don’t assimilate
we transform

We don’t fit into institutions
we bend them
until they remember
who they are and where they are built on

Me: Knock knock.
Them: Who’s there? (Repeat till audience all say)
Me: About time you answered.
We’ve been knocking on institutionalised doors for generations just for a place at the table.
But we knock no more
We sit and eat with our clan
and welcome you to come eat with us

Tonight we walked just like our ancestors did
Tonight we walked for those that are yet to come

In the name of RECLAMATION

*YELL till the mob and audience join*
ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE
@first.nations.fashion.design
📸 @lucasdawsonphotography @wendellt
PR- @mf_pr

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

PRINTS AVAILABLE 🖤

Some of my photographic work is now available as fine art A3 prints at $400 each.

I also believe that all art should be accessible so if $400 isn’t where you’re at right now (cost of living is crazy) but you’ve resonated with one of my images and would like it hanging in your space, please reach out.

I’m genuinely open to a conversation.
No offer made with love will offend me.

Every sale supports a Blak artist in today’s current climate.

DM me to enquire. 🙏🏾

Shipping worldwide

Bala

✨ FNFD RUNWAY: RECLAMATION – May 10 ✨

After four years, FNFD (First Nations Fashion + Design) is making a historic return to Sydney with Reclamation- a powerful First Nations-led platform that reclaims sovereignty over representation, narrative, and industry infrastructure. 💥🔥

On Sunday, May 10, join us at Artspace Woolloomooloo for this groundbreaking runway, where 6 talented First Nations designers and 24 Indigenous models will take center stage. Experience stories that go beyond fashion, celebrating the cultural significance of First Nations communities. 🙌💫

✨ The return of Grace Lillian Lee’s debut couture collection, The Guardians, marks a pivotal moment in cultural authority and creative sovereignty.

Reclamation is more than a runway—it’s a bold statement of dismantling colonial systems and rebuilding them on our terms, on our land. ✊🏽

Tickets & designer announcements coming soon! Stay tuned for more!

THE COCONUT

Living away from country
means my hands forget.
Learning simple tasks that
should be second nature are
the bubba steps of reclamation
Coconut trees don’t exist on Ngunnawal/Ngambri, Gadigal lands
nor do they exist here on Wurundjuri land,
lands that have nurtured me as I drifted with the career chasing currents that carried me far from my community and countries.

Smooth city hands
Bruised and blistered
By the rough shell
I hide behind
as I husk em unassisted
SSS LLL OOO WWW LLL Y
Scraping
shredding
shame
till the white is mostly gone

Layer by layer
the shame fades as
I reclaim the
fibres of knowledge
that my
spirit and soul
remembers but
my
muscle memory
has not maintained

“Ehhh, em sabe scrape a coconut ahh?
*Tisk* E carnt, em scrape em too slo ! “
The Aunties cheekily mock impatiently

My tongue might not know
the language prapa
but it knows the flavour
of love and pride
of Kai Kai prepared
by the seasoned hands
that carried sustenance
through generations
to reach
my belly.

Food that tastes like
my Nenes kitchen
smells like family gatherings
in town halls
sounds like the
belly laughs of Blak joy
reverberating back and forth
over trestle tables
and feels like a hug of
a thousand seasoned hands
that are gently guiding me back
to my ancestral lands

through my belly.

#Aboriginal #TorresStraitIslander #Indigenous

FLORA Bangarra x The Australian Ballet

Another one in the bag for Team GLL @gracelillianlee .
So proud of my niece and everything you’re achieving. Even more special getting to travel the world and be on this journey with you.

Big congratulations to Franny and the crew at @bangarradancetheatre . That collaboration was always one of my dreams during my time there (missed it by one year 😅), so seeing it return has me excited to see where it goes next.

If you need an ageing bald bala for the next one… you’ve got my details 😉

Thanks to @ausballet for the invite and for hosting such a great night.

Image 1 – @wendellt
Videos – @chrisbakerfilmaker
Image 3 – Cameron Grant @parenthesy

FLORA Bangarra x The Australian Ballet

Another one in the bag for Team GLL @gracelillianlee .
So proud of my niece and everything you’re achieving. Even more special getting to travel the world and be on this journey with you.

Big congratulations to Franny and the crew at @bangarradancetheatre . That collaboration was always one of my dreams during my time there (missed it by one year 😅), so seeing it return has me excited to see where it goes next.

If you need an ageing bald bala for the next one… you’ve got my details 😉

Thanks to @ausballet for the invite and for hosting such a great night.

Image 1 – @wendellt
Videos – @chrisbakerfilmaker
Image 3 – Cameron Grant @parenthesy

FLORA Bangarra x The Australian Ballet

Another one in the bag for Team GLL @gracelillianlee .
So proud of my niece and everything you’re achieving. Even more special getting to travel the world and be on this journey with you.

Big congratulations to Franny and the crew at @bangarradancetheatre . That collaboration was always one of my dreams during my time there (missed it by one year 😅), so seeing it return has me excited to see where it goes next.

If you need an ageing bald bala for the next one… you’ve got my details 😉

Thanks to @ausballet for the invite and for hosting such a great night.

Image 1 – @wendellt
Videos – @chrisbakerfilmaker
Image 3 – Cameron Grant @parenthesy

FLORA Bangarra x The Australian Ballet

Another one in the bag for Team GLL @gracelillianlee .
So proud of my niece and everything you’re achieving. Even more special getting to travel the world and be on this journey with you.

Big congratulations to Franny and the crew at @bangarradancetheatre . That collaboration was always one of my dreams during my time there (missed it by one year 😅), so seeing it return has me excited to see where it goes next.

If you need an ageing bald bala for the next one… you’ve got my details 😉

Thanks to @ausballet for the invite and for hosting such a great night.

Image 1 – @wendellt
Videos – @chrisbakerfilmaker
Image 3 – Cameron Grant @parenthesy

FLORA Bangarra x The Australian Ballet

Another one in the bag for Team GLL @gracelillianlee .
So proud of my niece and everything you’re achieving. Even more special getting to travel the world and be on this journey with you.

Big congratulations to Franny and the crew at @bangarradancetheatre . That collaboration was always one of my dreams during my time there (missed it by one year 😅), so seeing it return has me excited to see where it goes next.

If you need an ageing bald bala for the next one… you’ve got my details 😉

Thanks to @ausballet for the invite and for hosting such a great night.

Image 1 – @wendellt
Videos – @chrisbakerfilmaker
Image 3 – Cameron Grant @parenthesy

FLORA Bangarra x The Australian Ballet

Another one in the bag for Team GLL @gracelillianlee .
So proud of my niece and everything you’re achieving. Even more special getting to travel the world and be on this journey with you.

Big congratulations to Franny and the crew at @bangarradancetheatre . That collaboration was always one of my dreams during my time there (missed it by one year 😅), so seeing it return has me excited to see where it goes next.

If you need an ageing bald bala for the next one… you’ve got my details 😉

Thanks to @ausballet for the invite and for hosting such a great night.

Image 1 – @wendellt
Videos – @chrisbakerfilmaker
Image 3 – Cameron Grant @parenthesy

FLORA Bangarra x The Australian Ballet

Another one in the bag for Team GLL @gracelillianlee .
So proud of my niece and everything you’re achieving. Even more special getting to travel the world and be on this journey with you.

Big congratulations to Franny and the crew at @bangarradancetheatre . That collaboration was always one of my dreams during my time there (missed it by one year 😅), so seeing it return has me excited to see where it goes next.

If you need an ageing bald bala for the next one… you’ve got my details 😉

Thanks to @ausballet for the invite and for hosting such a great night.

Image 1 – @wendellt
Videos – @chrisbakerfilmaker
Image 3 – Cameron Grant @parenthesy

FLORA Bangarra x The Australian Ballet

Another one in the bag for Team GLL @gracelillianlee .
So proud of my niece and everything you’re achieving. Even more special getting to travel the world and be on this journey with you.

Big congratulations to Franny and the crew at @bangarradancetheatre . That collaboration was always one of my dreams during my time there (missed it by one year 😅), so seeing it return has me excited to see where it goes next.

If you need an ageing bald bala for the next one… you’ve got my details 😉

Thanks to @ausballet for the invite and for hosting such a great night.

Image 1 – @wendellt
Videos – @chrisbakerfilmaker
Image 3 – Cameron Grant @parenthesy

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

A platoon of photographers advance to claim the front line.
They raise their weapon of choice,
POINT and SHOOT
turning breathing Blak bodies
into forgettable content

Pap Pap Pap Pap Pap

Barrels scan the procession as they search for their next victim,
doesn’t matter who you shoot,
only how they get framed.
Flickering flashes expose First Nation flesh as they’re candidly caught in the firing line just so those
Peoples pictures get plastered on platforms for praise as the feed chews up and spits out post by post,
picture by picture,
aspiring photographer by aspiring photographer.
Shoot on sight,
and capture and paraded for all to see
REWARD.
LIKE$ and engagement
with an algorithm that favours thee.

As sun falls on the battlefield,
people retreat, refuel, reload and regather,
Knowing they’ll fight again
Same date
Same time
Year after year after year
after year
after year
after year.

ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS WILL BE

1st image - @djaambi_
The rest - me @bl_snaps

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I’m a STORYTELLER, not a GRANT WRITER.

Two months ago I had the absolute pleasure of being part of the @moogahlin Yellamundie Festival which gives both seasoned and aspiring theatre makers the opportunity to get in a room with collaborators for 2 weeks and present/pitch to an audience willing to witness the early heartbeat of our ideas.

My piece, DIARY OF A CITY BLAK is a work in progress that navigates my Blak, Black, Aboriginal, Torres Strait Islander, Indigenous, First Nations (pick whichever speaks to you) diaspora. A piece about identity, yearning, and carving out a space in the city that rarely makes room for us.

I want to thank the entire team at @moogahlin for the opportunity. I’m proper grateful, not just for the platform, but for reminding me I’m on the right path, even after the constant knockbacks from white/mainstream orgs that nearly had me giving up on opportunities like this. I felt truly supported from beginning to end, and I’d 100% recommend this program to any aspiring theatre makers.

To my team deadly team! @sharileesebbens , Nathan Maynard, Amy Flannery, @norulesjustpassion, thank you for pushing me, supporting me, reminding me to eat and holding me through those two weeks as I searched for my language and vision on stage. Thank you for challenging me to explore new ways of storytelling outside my comfort zone.

And to everyone who came to the showing and went on that journey with me, thank you. 🙏🏾 I did not expect that ovation for a work still in development, but you chose to come on that ride, and I’m deeply grateful. 🙏🏾

🎥 - @stephenwilsonbarker
📸 - Jamie James and Jarrah Bill
Produced and Presented by Moogahlin Performing Arts

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

I feel.
I feel deeply.
Artists usually do.

Yesterday my hands were shaking with an anger I have not felt.
I guess that was that fight or flight people talk about.
Sitting on a public bench after a long day of nazis nastily nagging in Naarm.
3 drunk, aggressive, “patriotic” white clowns, walk past
Double back
And
Get up in my face.

When I said “Point that F**kin finger in my face again and see what happens” the first slightly backs off.
I say
“There are 3 of you, if you wanna do something, F**kin do it.”
They then retreat saying
“See he’s aggressive…”
And some other unintelligent shit only their 3 collective brain cells could concoct

I saw good little tokens
Assimilated and obedient
Forgetting their cultural heritage
after their parents or grandparents
MIGRATED here,
walk carefully
with toothless, gummy rednecks and nazis
like they belong
Echoing chants like parrots
on their owners shoulders.

All of them screaming about stopping immigration.
But let’s be real, they are not worried about cheery Brits,Kiwis or white South Africans moving here.
Some of them hold the same racist ideologies.
They’re not immigrants or refugees,
They’re reinforcements!
What they want stopped is us.
Black and Brown people.

Yes, US.
That is why they attacked Camp Sovereignty.
An Aboriginal camp.
This was never about immigration.
Never.
It has always been about power.
WHITE power.

Fragility was on full display yesterday.
Fragile like the three teeth left in a lot of their mouths.
But also brazen, because they know the cops or government will not do anything.
I mean, why would they stop racists when they are cut from the same cloth 🇬🇧 🇦🇺

And for those who can and are able to go to protests,
the so called (clothing the gap wearing) allies
but stay home because it doesn’t directly affect you (just your Black and Brown friends)
If these nazi protests rise and you’re still ghosts,
Their uprising is fuelled by your inaction and complicity.
If you feel like that’s directed at you, it probably is.
Deal with it from the safety of your privilege.

First pic & last video @djaambi_
Rest - me 👋🏾

The Dreamweaver at The Lourve

Mask Designer -@gracelillianlee
📸- @wendellt
🎥- @chrisbakerfilmaker

The Dreamweaver at The Lourve

Mask Designer -@gracelillianlee
📸- @wendellt
🎥- @chrisbakerfilmaker

The Dreamweaver at The Lourve

Mask Designer -@gracelillianlee
📸- @wendellt
🎥- @chrisbakerfilmaker

The Dreamweaver at The Lourve

Mask Designer -@gracelillianlee
📸- @wendellt
🎥- @chrisbakerfilmaker

The Dreamweaver at The Lourve

Mask Designer -@gracelillianlee
📸- @wendellt
🎥- @chrisbakerfilmaker

The Dreamweaver at The Lourve

Mask Designer -@gracelillianlee
📸- @wendellt
🎥- @chrisbakerfilmaker

The Dreamweaver at The Lourve

Mask Designer -@gracelillianlee
📸- @wendellt
🎥- @chrisbakerfilmaker

The Dreamweaver at The Lourve

Mask Designer -@gracelillianlee
📸- @wendellt
🎥- @chrisbakerfilmaker

The Dreamweaver at The Lourve

Mask Designer -@gracelillianlee
📸- @wendellt
🎥- @chrisbakerfilmaker