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Nanna Lysholt Hansen – Dear Daughter/Sen_sing _inannainanna (Russ, Shiva, Klein), 2019

This message is for my daughters who are now in the process

of writing their own names

and telling me planetary stories

about descending and ascending

and now we are travelling

this is a journey, into the body, through times of crisis

for mother earth

I am an I

Sometimes I am a she

Sometimes I am a he

Sometimes I am very very I

Sometimes I am we

Sometimes I am my mother

So, we return to the motherboard

from where you learn your mother tongue

from where you learn to write

code.

In clay tablet

in electronic tablet

Dear daughter, you wrote the code that took us to the moon

Dear daughter, you wrote the code that showed us the black hole

And now we are travelling.

Inanna in flight suit

Inanna in flight suit in

to

outer space

Dear daughter, mother

Mor, mormor og morfar bor lige ved siden af vores planet.

Our astral aspect is the planet Venus, the morning and the evening star.

Our symbol the lion. Doves. Peristeria, peraḥ Ištar,

We look forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, an army with banners.

goddess of love

Dear Daughter, mother

Mor. jeg elsker dig mor. Ah jeg elsker dig bare så meget mor. Mor jeg er helt forelsket i dig mor.

But also

goddess of warfare

Here now

the economic system and the planetary system are at war.

The economic system is at war with many forms of life on earth, including human life.

What our planet needs to avoid collapse is a contraction in humanity’s use of resources;

Contraction contraction

what the current economic model demands to avoid collapse is unfettered expansion.

But listen

You cannot argue with Mother Earth

goddess Astarte

goddess Aphrodite

Aphrodite Areia,

warrior goddess, bearing arms

Ourania (Οὐρανία)

Queen of Heaven

Istar

morning star

Ainina

Danina/Aynina and Danana 

Danana

Inanna

Goddess Dali

Goddess Isis

Durga

Venus in Rome

From mother earth to father land to mother earth

From oral forms to written forms to oral forms

Dear daughter,

We need to remember

Lunar myths

Nine months calendars

From clay tablet to pen

From scroll to paper

to electronic devise

From oral forms to written forms

to oral forms

Dear daughter, mother,

Mor, er planeten jorden hver dag den samme? En ny dag starter hver dag. Er det det samme altid ?

In many pagan societies earth was seen as a mother, a fertile giver of life.

Nature – the soil, forest, sea – was endowed with divinity and mortals were subordinate to it.

The Judeo-Christian tradition introduced a radically different concept with a monotheistic God giving orders to use nature as a convenience.

We are not nude, but naked

For love, beauty, sex, desire, fertility

For war, justice, and political power

including. including.

Our planet once had an ocean and an atmosphere.

Volcanic eruptions released carbon dioxide

and caused temperatures to increase.

The heat boiled away our oceans. And now

to travel back home we carry

imaging system

infrared spectrometer

ultraviolet, visible, infrared imagining spectometer

shield penetration detector

dust detectors

dust mass spectrometer

neutral gas mass spectrometer

APV-V plasma energy analyzer

energetic-particle analyzer

magnetometer

wave and plasma analyzers

antenna dish, cameras, spectometer, infrared sounder, magnetometers and plasma probes

in our bodies

we have returned from the rocky body

of earth’s twin sister.

refractometer

Habitability can be very transient in a planet’s history. To care about other planets, to care about climates on other worlds has become an essential survival tool for us.

Dear daughter, mother,

Planeten jorden er blevet ødelagt. Menneskene har smidt så meget skrald. Havet er fuld af skrald. De tror det er en skraldespand. Men havet er faktisk en slags Gud.

We have travelled from Upper Mesopotamia

northwestern Iraq,

northeastern Syria, 

southeastern Turkey,

northern Middle East,

We will take over the domains of other deities.

We descent into and return from the underworld. We have been killed. But sexless, multi-sexual beings will be our rescue.

Androgynous and

hermaprhoditic beings

will join

Female names and female dialects

– spoken in the language of fires, floods, droughts, and extinctions –

Our message is that we need an entirely new economic model and a new way of sharing this planet. We need to evolve.

Oral forms to written forms to oral forms:

Inana: dINNIN, din-nin, din-ni-na, i-ni-en-na, en-nin, den-ni-na, din-na-na, in-na-na, in-na-an-na, na-na, ni-in, nin, ni-in-ni, dnin?-ni-na, dnin-an-na, ni-in-na-na, dir-ni-na

Ištar: eš4-tár, d4-tár, (d)IŠTÁR, diš-tar, d15 (= IŠTÀR) (

Inana: Inana, Inanna

Ištar: Ištar, Eštar, ‘Aštar, Ištar, Ashtar

Morning star

Dear daughter, mother,

Er det ikke rigtigt mor, alle mødre er dronninger.

We put on our flight suit

Parallel to space race we

perform elegies and lamentations

war dances in open temples.

Transforming men into women. Women into men.

Oral forms to written forms to oral forms:

Inana: dINNIN, din-nin, din-ni-na, i-ni-en-na, en-nin, den-ni-na, din-na-na, in-na-na, in-na-an-na, na-na, ni-in, nin, ni-in-ni, dnin?-ni-na, dnin-an-na, ni-in-na-na, dir-ni-na

Ištar: eš4-tár, d4-tár, (d)IŠTÁR, diš-tar, d15 (= IŠTÀR) (

Inana: Inana, Inanna

Ištar: Ištar, Eštar, ‘Aštar, Ištar, Ashtar

Morning star

You see me in the morning. Laboring. I am laboring.

I am your laboratory for understanding climate physics and climate change on an earth-like planet.

clothed with love

clothed in joy and love

honey-sweet lips, life is our mouth

laughing Medusa

eyes shining and bright.

life, power, protection.

mother

We are in the midst of an epic war.

The war between the rights of Mother Earth and the rights of corporations and militarized states.

This is a war between the laws of Gaia and the laws of the market and warfare.

Dear daughter,

we are moon-like. our shadow filled with splendor

fertility, glory, sweetness,

joy, laughter and love.

Dear daughter, mother,

der er nogle piger som ikke vil gifte sig med drenge og det er klogt.

We rotate backwards at walking speed. Here. a day. is longer than a year.

our heels are obsidian

Into a bowl of lapis-lazuli. Into a bowl of lapis-lazuli

our tears flow. Refrain.

Refrain

From mother earth to father land to mother earth

Sitting down

we are an orchard of apple trees, bringing delight

Dear daughter, mother,

Mor, der er en planet med mange træer og der vil nogle mennesker gerne hen. Fordi vores planet er jo lidt rådnet.

The destructive Anthropocene is not the only future. We can undergo a paradigm shift.

We can look at the destructive impact our species has had on the planet’s biodiversity, ecosystems and climate systems and prevent it. We can see ourselves as members of the Earth family, with responsibility to care for other species and life on Earth in all its diversity, from the tiniest microbe to the largest mammal.

Lying down

we are pleasure.

A spring of cedar giving shade

I reach out

Loving at the heart

I reach my hand

the hand of loving of the heart

Dear daughter, mother,

Mor, skulle vi ikke lege at jeg var planeten jorden?

This involves working as co-creators and co-producers with the Earth.

This demands using our intelligence to conserve and heal, not conquer and wound.

I direct my eye towards it

the eye of loving of the heart,

I direct my foot towards it

the foot of loving of the heart.

Dear daughter, mother,

Mor, når du dør, så vil jeg godt mærke lidt på din tistarm.

We change the right side into the left side

We change the left side into the right side

We turn man into woman

We turn woman into man

This. planet. has. been. structured. by. capitalist. patriarchy. around. fictions. and abstractions. like ‘capital’, ‘corporations’ and ‘growth’.

For humans to protect life on planet Earth and their own future we need to become deeply conscious of the rights of Mother Earth, our duties towards her and our compassion for all her beings.

Dear daughter, mother,

Mor, hvad bruger man egentligt blod til?

I adore a man as a woman

I adore a woman as a man

I have an iffinity with magic

I am

Mother goddess

Healing goddess

Cyborg goddess

Inanna’s Descent

From Ishtar terra

From Aphrodite terra

We erupt and explode

Dear daughter, mother,

Hvorfor har mænd ikke noget mælk? Måske har han noget rismælk? kroppen laver kun mælk hvis den er mor. mormælk.

Mother milk

Milky way

And now we go the milky way

we gather together the seven us

we take them in our hands

With the us in our possession,

we prepare ourselves

With measuring rod and line in our hands

Dear daughter, mother

Kom. kom mor, jeg skal ikke vågne nu. For vi skal lege. Og du er en stor sten mor, og jeg har fundet dig.

vital life permeate the cosmos to the lowliest stone.

We descend to the underworld. We ascend towards the morning star.

If we do not return, set up a lament for us by the ruins

Beat the drums for us in the assembly places.

Circle the houses of the gods.

Tear at your eyes, at your mouth, at your thighs.

Dress yourself in a single garment.

We remove our clothes. And turn into corpses.

Dirt creatures neither male nor female will save us.

We ascend from the underworld with demons clung to our side.

We are the First Daughters of the Moon

And we want to fight for equality

in full body protective suits

we travel on a terrestrial surface obscured by an atmosphere opaque to visible light.

We travel through space and time

Oral forms to written forms to oral forms:

Inana: dINNIN, din-nin, din-ni-na, i-ni-en-na, en-nin, den-ni-na, din-na-na, in-na-na, in-na-an-na, na-na, ni-in, nin, ni-in-ni, dnin?-ni-na, dnin-an-na, ni-in-na-na, dir-ni-na

Ištar: eš4-tár, d4-tár, (d)IŠTÁR, diš-tar, d15 (= IŠTÀR) (

Inana: Inana, Inanna

Ištar: Ištar, Eštar, ‘Aštar, Ištar, Ashtar

Morning star

I cry because I love you so much

I am my mother’s mother

Dear daughter, mother,

Mor, mor, mor, du er bare så smuk mor. Du er bare så smuk lige nu. Mor du er bare så smuk altid.

You travel through my central nervous system

I am Waiting- working-waiting-watching- listening-working

Performing love and care. 

In the era of endless eruptions

FAKTA

Nanna Lysholt Hansen (født 1980) er billed- og performancekunstner. Hun arbejder med tekst, skulptur, foto  og video. Hendes kunstneriske virke omhandler kroppen, hukommelsen, historie, ‘playback’ teknologi og arkitektur. Hun er baseret i København, Danmark. Hun er uddannet fra Kingston University i London og fra Det Kongelige Kunstakademi i København.  I 2006 grundlagde hun NLH-space det tidligere kunstner-drevne projektrum i København.