+ fragmented moon 🩸 🩸 🩸 blood vessel +

Water simultaneously separates Chinatown’s diasporic community from their homeland and connects them to it. Performing with taiko and guzheng, uta tamate weiss and kai tseng reweave culture through following blood waterways. Water is carried between the generations, connecting memories of body to histories of earth. Can we reconcile with the womb and honor the creation of life? On stolen land, tending to the blood wounds of severance from land, we are each one of us blood vessels/water bearers of our lineages. What bloodshed begins and ends with us? Which cosmovisions do we choose to carry forward?