I’m working on a “reflower yourself” portrait series where I style people with blooms, take their picture, and have them say a bit about what it means to them personally to reflower. These are also going on @refloweryourself and if you’d like to take part, I’d love to get more submissions for that account. If you’re nearby and want to be reflowered by me, please reach out! Excited to start off this series with my friend Jackie; see her beautiful response below: .
“There’s a Japanese practice called “Kintsugi,” where broken pottery isn’t thrown away, but is instead fixed with a lacquer often made with gold. The new object isn’t just considered more beautiful; it’s meant to showcase and take pride in the fractures rather than cover them. That process, for me, is what reflowering is.
I think about all of my experiences as a woman, as a Latina, as a child of immigrants, and I think on the ways so many women of color and children of diasporas have been raised to believe the fractures we’ve attained should be hidden in the shadows. With that, I think there’s something to be said about the beauty in “reflowering:” I can reclaim the objectification, the violence, the colonization, the things I was taught to hide, and reattain agency by deciding how they come together to shape who I am. I can take pride in the broken pieces, knowing that every flower I sow into the cracks is an act of resistance.”