Raw Moments.
Felt Bone-Deep.
Her poetry takes people - at Clubs like Berghain or Museums like MoMa and everywhere in between - on a collective emotional joyride. Talked about. Carried home.
Live spoken word interventions
Opening moments
Transitions
Closing moments
Poetry x Music x Art
Bespoke pieces
If your relationship had a Wi-Fi password, would it be "STRONG-SIGNAL" or "FRAGILE"?
Can my heart please take off its stage make-up and just be a face?
What if you could visit a theatre of self-compassion?
Who am I when no one else is labelling me?
A voice enters. Attention shifts. The room is held.
18.12.
Bali
10.01.
Bali
18.01.
Bali
31.01.
TULUM
05.02.
MEXICO CITY
08.02.
MEXICO CITY
Christiana’s stage is an alchemic laboratory.
Because at ten, growing up in an orphanage that burned without smoke, she realised a 50-cent pencil was a magic sceptre. Cheap enough to buy. Powerful enough to turn paper, tablecloths, and best of all forbidden surfaces into escape.
Today, writing is the zipper of adulthood. It itches. So she opens it. In public.
Bringing poetry into places it’s not supposed to be:electronic dance floors, restaurants, fashion shows,galleries.
Or where it always longs to be: intimate gatherings, collective explorations and multi-sensory experiences.
Her poetic swag is warm, bodily, rhythmic, a whispered truthyou haven’t dared to say out loud (yet). Consider this your permission slip to drop the polishand embrace your beautiful madness. Because let’s be honest, we’re all a little mad.
Poetry X popular culture
Technology X feeling
Bass X breath
Heat X intellect
Nightlife X nuance
High art X strobe lights
