I was sitting in a café with a dear friend asking her advice on a community education project I am working on. We’re imagining the question, “What does it mean to be a citizen in the 21st century?” and we’re thinking of how to implement informal “schools” to develop poor people’s critical thinking and leadership skills. (I speak of citizen with a small “c” as in an engaged community member not related to national borders.)
During the conversation she asks me how long since I’ve been back from Kabul. I nonchalantly say, “about 10 weeks” and then in a split second I realize it’s only been 10 weeks! I stop short, my head snaps around and I say, “Girrrl, I can’t believe it.” She, of course, breaks out laughing as she just watched me think about what I said, change my mind, and surprise myself with my own thought!
Until this point, I had been feeling sort of bad, lonely, even lazy. I was feeling like I must not be doing anything useful because I haven’t written a witty Facebook comment or updated my blog. I was afraid of becoming obsolete!
The moment in the café helped me understand that I’m not a loser, I’m just not very good on quick chatty updates and brief synopses of my life. I need time. I need to relate to the listener (or reader).
I can’t write a tweet, but I can write a note. I love notes. Notes are wonderful ways of situating yourself in relation to something or someone else. A note is really about the writer and it allows you to get to know someone better. Even when people write more academic or professional notes, it’s a response that has been processed through someone’s mind at a specific moment in time. And notes can change. I can write a note about a note. It’s like the old fashioned version of a status update!
Don’t get me wrong, I love the internet and keeping up with friends through email and such (hello, this is an e-note!). but I hate the way social media has been monetized and turned into a competition. We feel the need to have more “followers”; the things we share get graded by the number of “likes” or “retweets”.
I want to share things with folks and stay in touch – hey, I’m writing this now – but not because I’m in a competition, because I want to share what’s on my mind and what’s exciting me. So now that I have a little more of your attention, here is my most twitter-esque update which succinctly expresses those deeply meaningful ideas rolling around in my head for the last 10 weeks:
- I’ve been creating an exchange program between Afghan and Pakistani arts-for-change practitioners.
- I’ve been creating a curriculum for an online school which teaches critical thinking and anti-oppression methods for teachers in Iran.
- I’ve been preparing for my research in India this fall.
- I’ve been thinking about how to use an arts and culture framework for critical analysis of our society and community engagement.
- I’ve been helping a friend get an Institute for Oral Traditions started in Afghanistan.
- How to see my close friends and family more.
I write this note to stay connected to you. I’d love to receive a note on this note. Let me know where your head has been in the last 10 weeks.
Love, K


My head’s been where it’s always been–up my a**, cono. I’ve been fighting dis and I’ve been fighting dat. I like da word “activist.” Hmm. I am an activist in my own right…I certainly have been actively fighting my landlord.
It’s good to hear you are well. You know I’m your number 817 fan (but you’re top Po’Rican male one…with olive eyes…and a long braid…and who smokes American Spirit menthol), yo!
Abrazos, m’ija.
Well, since you asked…
I’ve been thinking abut our time last summer (was it a year ago?) at Wasan, and how I missed it this year.
I’m in Venice, and it’s been realllll hot (for me, that is, prob not for an Afghan/Indian/Pakistani/Iranian/North African/Arab/Turkish/Palermitano/South Floridian … ok, you get my drift. 98° is hot for me.
I’ve been trying to be patient and not try to push the global arts/human rights/social justice community to become a united ‘thing’ just because I want it to be, and to just let go and let it happen. (well,for now, prob when the wether cools down I’ll get obsessed again)
I’v been trying to remember that getting upset about word events doesn’t help anyone, what counts is staying steady enough yourself to actually do something about it.
and I don’t blog or care about likes or hits, and hardly FB and have stopped tweeting a long time ago.
and i do love reading what you are up to!
xx
MA
….and I ought to proof-read what I write before i upload it so I can correct the typos. (But then again, maybe “word events” are as disturbing as world events?)
hi Kayhan, another great post as usual. What kind of research will you do when you arrive to India? I hope that you will write more informative posts on your blog about how to bring social justice/change with the arts together in countries like Afghanistan and Pakistan. I’m interested in doing something similar with deaf children in East Africa and South Asia, but I have no idea how or where to get started. Peace
Great comment Keyhan. Great to see what you have been up to. As for me, its all about classes and education, for now. Wish you good luck and success in all of your efforts for ten more ten weeks to come.
Kayhan – Thank you for a wonderful reflection on time needed to process your experiences … prior to ‘percolating’ the next project! I live in Mexico City and am in touch with various projects of “Artivism” — Great Moniker that resonated with me!
Australian friends are on now their way to Ethiopia to do a performance movement / storytelling project in a village. A friend of my Canadian friend is on her way to do a ‘textile’ project in a village in India. Our friend is working with indigenous embroiderers in Zirahuén, Michoacán, Mexico. A multidisciplinary, multicultural show is opening Aug 23 at the Spanish Cultural Center here in Mexico City: Seven Artists (Mexico, Spain, Argentina, Peru) worked for two months with Indigenous embroiderers in State of Hidalgo to produce 50 pieces for this show–not just embroidery pieces, but photographs, video and a “dream book”.
My blog is: Jenny’s Journal of Mexican Culture: http://jennysmexico.blogspot.mx