A story about a unique, but not foreign fusion of art and food through stories that relate to the African Diaspora
... You see, this is a story...
A story that has been told for generations...
A story combing the way to an understanding of culture...
A culture so deeply connected to the roots of our skin...
Yes our skin..
... our identity,
... our so called malignant flavour...
A flavour that ponders the tips of your tongue...
An oh so heavenly disguised truth of what we actually are-
... a visual foundation,
... a follicle left untouched,
... a beauty bathed in shades of brown and liquorice.
If only you wanted to get to know me...
... if only you wanted to know us.
We belong here and there,
We belong now,
... and yet, we belong nowhere ...
Nowhere but the present of the
curled reality of this pigmented
world ...
You ...
... really don’t know us.
BUT,
You know what they say ...
If you want to know people,
Know their food.
In collaboration with:
Peasants Paradice