In your skin my skin
Diran Castro
In your skin my skin
Look around you
You will see, what you mean to the world.
Seek in your skin,
in your environs,
and when you find me,
tell me how it feels.
You cannot tell me that it’s not worth it to die or live for this.
Look inside your heart,
ask how you learned to love?
Open your eyes and tell me how you learned to watch?
Listen to what you say and tell me how you learned to speak?
Hear what I am saying to you and tell me how you learned to hear?
Don’t accept how it is when the colonies taught you how you must BE and LIVE.
Don’t say that
it is not worth it to strive,
I didn’t have the choice to avoid.
There is no love.
There is no place.
There is no life.
There is no peace.
There are no other existences when we don’t know what we are in the colonial world.
All the time we were learned to love like white-cis men,
to trace our life’s as white-cis men.
It is no longer about what we wait from the future generations
but rather of what we leave.
Diran Castro acts in a transversal manner within the visual arts. For 9 years, now, acts in exhibition spaces, developing this work in concomitancy with Museums and art space. Beyond that, she is dedicated to the project “Seus filhos também praticam” (“Your sons also practice”), in which she uses prostitution as a work and research tool, approaching white, rich and auto-declared heterosexual young men from 18 to 25 years. Within it, she searches to cultivate a dialogue and listening in the realm of sexuality, race, gender, and class.