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The Goddess Odyssey by Sarah Lewis, MoMA “I have gone to find myself. If I return before I have found her, please tell me to hold on and
wait.”
This invitation to journey was in my new rental apartment the day I walked in, printed in large
type font, tacked onto the wall. A true housewarming gift, it was an invocation to find the home within. With an invitation
to female voyaging as her central focus, Abiola Abrams' video work daringly affirms that through deep sea soul diving,
we can recall our inner goddess.
Abiola is a contemporary cantadora, recalling and re-presenting women’s
lives through writing and narrative in the moving image. Expressing righteous rage against abuse of all kinds, women in her
stories are never victims. They have discovered the secret of healing: tears, whether silent or shed, are rivers that can
take you to sacred ground.
Her work is a strategic intervention and contains a message for us all, which Abiola
elegantly states as metaphor—her characters speak languages from Shakespearean English to sign language. Moses Lisa
and Rah, Mali and Ophelia, together their names reference the full extent of recorded time, reminding us that women have taken
this journey since the first dawn.
Showing sisters brave enough to discover their unknown unknown, Abiola takes
us to places both above and below ground, as goddesses are not only found in Elysium, but in more varied terrain. Essential
to the path is to discover, as one of Abiola’s characters describes, “the stuff you know, the stuff you don’t
know, and the stuff you don’t know you don’t know.” From her work, we learn that our transition from woman
to goddess is done though an act of remembrance, recalling our identity as Lo Que Sabe, the One Who Knows. She is in each
of us, if only we take the time to give her voice.



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Someone recently asked me why I called women "goddesses," wondering whether
we were preaching some sort of female supremacy. This was incredibly surprising for me because any sort of supremacy is the
total opposite of what we're about. I realized that he had us confused with 70s Goddess spirituality movements. With all
due respect to those sisters, that's not even close to what we're about at The Goddess Factory.
We are about the empowerment and self-determination of everyone-regardless of race, religion,
gender, nationality or sexual identity. We happen to focus on women and pop culture because that's where our expertise
and self-interests lie.
Q: What do
you make in the Goddess Factory? A: Using pop culture, we make people feel free to discuss the undiscussable. The name The Goddess Factory is in part inspired by Andy Warhol as I am intrigued by his
sense of self-invention. In my world, goddesses not only have names like Athena, Venus and Oshun. They also have names like
Keisha, Nicole and Sarah. I started developing my pop cultural goddess mythology with a hip hop play that I wrote in my early
20s named Goddess City. The concept of hip hop theater did not yet exist. I had to argue with people that it was musical.
The play won recognition from the two opposing fronts of feminism Ms. Magazine & Cosmopolitan Magazine. This who I am
to a degree, un-apologetically: Ms. plus Cosmo.
My films are all hip hop films,
regardless of the content because I make my films by any means necessary and draw on the myths that abound in many cultures
to do so. In this way I am continuing the tradition of samplin(g), much like a DJ does by giving new purpose to old songs.
Like any hip hop artist, my work is about many things. All of my work discusses the un-discussable. This is hip hop. Of course, this is not without controversy surrounding the issues of self-representation and who
gets a voice. When I was shooting the documentary Knives in My Throat about a courageous African American woman dealing with
mental illness, self-abuse and drugs, black people pointedly questioned my decision to air this dirty laundry. Like David
Lynch, Spike Lee and Stanley Kubrik, airing dirty laundry, shining a light in dark corners, is a critical part of why I make
art. With the documentary Taboo, a look at interracial love, a multiracial watchdog group called and demanded to know the
content, seeking to insure a film of solely positive representations. Similarly, the violent black male character in Ophelia's
Opera was criticized in the way that The Color Purple & for colored girls were critiqued for showing 'negative'
black male portrayals, although black women were pleased to finally see certain stories told. A new issue in representation
arose in making the comedic sexual odyssey Alicia in Wonderland when my dominatrix advisor demanded certain revisions in the
script to insure that her people would not be misrepresented. I aim to present
women as subjects rather than just the objects of someone's projected desire or fantasy. This is inherently problematic
not only in Hollywood but among some vocal African Americans who almost see any talk of womanism or feminism, which to me
could actually just be called humanism, as treasonous.
I am Afro-Guyanese
American - all people with a tradition of call and response: loud, interactive people. When Goddess City was Off Broadway,
I thought that predominantly white audiences did not ‘get it' because they were so silent during the performance,
until they jubilantly rushed up to me afterwards. I want people to yell at the screen. That's why I also give motivational
talks in person and for free download online. I want women to take up more room in the world and to have an outrageously good
time while doing so.
COME PLAY WITH ME... xoxo, Abiola
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Down The Rabbit Hole by Wangechi Mutu,
Artist
"But I don't
want to go among mad people," Alice remarked. "Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're
all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad." "How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice. "You
must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here." Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland
Lewis Carroll
How to represent with candor, lyricism and bodacious befuddlement a world of shattered mirrors
and hyper self-conscious female machismo?…enter the world of Abiola’s invented romances. Inside every peephole
she presents to us an image of our own voyeurism and a myriad of regal yet self-effacing belles. One finds themselves following
these characters on the precarious and illusive path that leads to a little rabbit hole…. But to where?
‘What a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive’ Sir Walter Scott
Abrams leads
us into her universe of fragmented narratives and disjointed realities. Existing on the same plane, serving adulterously divergent
roles, they produce no predictable solution and yet add to the complex web of questions that we have about sordid relationships,
supernatural powers, racial myths, fantasies of romance and hidden violence.
‘Art guarantees sanity’
Louise Bourgeois
Image can illicit simultaneous urges of empathy, ambivalence, desire and mortification? Is
creating an ameliorative process? Abiola’s visions of vagrancy are soaked in the language of self-healing and auto-therapy.
Her philosophy and Goddesses are reminiscent of a mind’s attempt to defeat its own nightmares and color-saturated confines
through invention and masquerade. Abiola’s vagina dialogues inhabit the attic of a house cluttered with the costumes
and wigs of females whose experiences cause them to shape shift between insanity and lucid behavior, creating pseudo identities
and imploring the help of enchantresses with telekinetic powers to help unravel the trap that is their shared predicament.


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