my broken tongue
in the arms of a river
In the summer of 2021, I ventured into Rotterdam with a number of flags to collect stories from the people I encountered on the streets. The walk with the flags resulted in countless conversations and exchanges of stories — sometimes philosophical, sometimes activist and sometimes personal. The people were invited to share their story and were given the autonomy in what they wanted to see on the flag – from the language to the amount of space one dares to take up and from the visuals to the colours.