Enter Text program / NOVEMBER 2018 Hannah Kezema USA www.tatteredpress.org/hannah-kezema About Hannah Kezema is an artist who works across mediums. She’s the author of the chapbook three (2017, Tea and Tattered Pages), as well as several online and print publications that can be found in Full Stop, Spiral Orb, Emergency Index, Gesture, and other places. She holds an MFA in Writing & Poetics from the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics and a BA in Literature from The New School. Along with Angel Dominguez, she co-founded the performance art collaborative DREAM TIGERS. She continues to explore failure, trauma, asemic writing, and the cross-overs of text and image, while intermittently working on a project which investigates ancestral memory, poem-as-ritual, and divination. A Diviner’s Notebook While at Arteles, I was able to complete a draft of my manuscript, A Diviner’s Notebook, that I have been intermittently working on for the past four years. The text centers around my great-great aunt, who was a rebellious psychic medium, but it also explores other aspects/absences in my ancestry, interweaving female occult figures and saints and my own divinatory practice, along with photographs and ephemera. During my four weeks, however, I did much more than write. I wasn’t only granted the time to reignite my near-dormant artistic practice but also to reconnect with my intuition in a palpable way. What fueled the writing was the cultivation of certain rituals, and most surprisingly, self-care. I’d wake early and often begin the day with a tarot reading for myself, which became a compass for the artmaking as well as a vehicle for communing with the dead who inhabit the text. I wandered through the quiet woods, collecting birch twigs, which I made dolls out of by wrapping them in colorful yarn. This was something I later realized connected me with another part of my ancestry, specifically, my great grandmother, who would make dolls out of various materials. This is also a divinatory practice in itself. I worked with the moon cycle adamantly and pestered relatives with my incessant questioning. I wrote two songs and had many stimulating conversations with residents and staff about process and care. I fell in love with sauna and the lakes. Every day, I chased the sun.