Every day I do things that I normally do. Every second day I do things that I do not normally do. Then there are these periods in life where I sink into another state of being, a place where well-trodden ground can suddenly trigger incomprehensible responses.

It's one thing to write a text, but another to read it out loud and in front of an audience, where one becomes vulnerable. On the other hand, through this act of reaching out, potentially, it touches people more directly than through the written word. Voice is limited to a place, at a specific time. It's intimate: one speaks, the other listens.

A world where all people can enjoy human rights remains an unrealized vision for many. However, we do not need to wait for others to grant us these rights. Instead, we can cultivate personal relationships with our rights and liberties by actively engaging with them through art-based practices.
