Your Storms Do Not Define You
CENSORED MAGAZINE
Censored deals with feminist and lgbtqia+ issues through the lens of art and culture. Halfway between the precious object and the fanzine culture, Censored defends editorial freedom and graphic experimentation: no issue is alike, the contents are both close to contemporary political, cultural and societal issues and out of time. Each theme is chosen instinctively, moving, even emotional. Each edition is made of papers with multiple textures and printed in France.
This time the theme was " Réponses à la violence" , " response to violence". I had the opportunity to create something unique with the free fields I had so I chose to discuss our relationship with healing and the different stages it goes through and I named the series " Your Storms Do Not Define You "
“YOUR STORMS DO NOT DEFINE YOU”
In psychology, trauma has unique consequences for each individual.
The process of achieving catharsis and overcoming trauma is also deeply personal and intimate.
From the Ancient Greek kátharsis, meaning “purification, the separation of good from bad,” catharsis is a way to transform one’s passions.* It is both an emotional recollection and a form of release, which can lead to the sublimation of these emotions through symbolic expression.
This series illustrates the range of states faced by individuals attempting to heal from events, words, and actions that have often, in invisible ways, deeply wounded them. “YSDNDY” brings these wounds to light. It makes them visible. Alive. Believable…
It whispers to us, regardless of our scars: “There is no order in this healing process, no beginning and no end. There is only us.”
Accepting our emotions, our dreams, our joys, our doubts, our madness…
means being sufficiently aware of their existence to attempt to see through their prism and,
(perhaps) finally perceive ourselves as we truly are, as we want to be.
Beyond the spectrum of our torments.
Accepting our emotions, our dreams, our joys, our doubts, our madness…
means being sufficiently aware of their existence to attempt to see through their prism and,
(perhaps) finally perceive ourselves as we truly are, as we want to be.
Beyond the spectrum of our torments.
