10 years of steps, detours, contours, flights, struggles, fights.
10 years of joys, challenges, sorrows, misunderstandings, amazement.
10 years of almost nothing, of already there, of not yet, of beyond.
Stories, bodies, minds, intertwined; unveiling.
10 years: meetings, exchanges; absences, presences.
Constructions, together, migrant.
A foundation, a house, a mill.
An academia,
Times, philosophical, theological, political.
Thousands: faces met, looks shared.
10 years! A childhood with multiple drawings.
Building our migrations differently.
Like a new time that is coming and going.
What to say, what to think; what memories will we have.
One day, in 10 years, migrant(s) together.
Interiorities, noises, silences. Inside, outside.
Far away, distant, borders, discrimination.
A Josefa house with audible paths on its walls.
In its threshold, in its heart.
Migrations, conversions.
To each his own path, living; being or existing: becoming.
Unicities, multiplicities, from island to island, from world to world: living.
Residents, visitors, passers-by, all of us.
Migrating, writing, sculpting some other veils
Drifting, disturbing.
Together, in the present and the future.
10 years, a drop in the fields of time
To sow, to fertilize our songs.
10 years in the course
During which Josefa unfolds, lives, dances, opens up
Thanks to all of us, migrant...
Together, migrant.
Other, others.
Thank you, Josefa.
Gilbert
