Eva Fernández Ojeda

There is a pressure that I feel in my chest. It is not a strange feeling, I’ve felt it before; yet, I cannot recall when it first appeared. Maybe I was born with it, carried through my ancestors. Maybe it’s carried through my brown skin, through my gender or through my queerness.As I navigate this world, I use my body as the tool of expression to understand and heal the pressure in my chest. With the use of spoken word, body language and text, I make art that challenges the socio-political systems that we live under. I focus on my experience as a Mexican brown queer woman that migrated to “Canada” at the age of 20 and through it, I raise questions about race and feminism.