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Alma Almeida
In the rough, specially around the edges.

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Imagine feral and unmanageable. Lip fillers don’t suit me, I wished for unrequited love and now here we are. Was never careful with the genie that lives inside my water bottle and I don’t regret it. I just don’t really like the way he treats me by @alma_eida

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Here’s my short film “The Horse Therapist!”
It was such a blast . thank you for being part of it!

Cast:
The Man — Benjamin Lucca @benjaminluccaa
Horse Therapist — John Paul Hartwig @sir.john.official
Producer — Alma Almeida @alma_eida
Director of Photography — Robert Gleißner @robert_gleissner
Costume — Sigrid Torheim Vik @sigridtorheim
1st AC — Liliane Reufels
Gaffer — Aakriti Arora @_aakritiarora_
Set Design — Charlie Pinhui Chen @charliepinhuichen
Editor — Sam Redding @sam.redd1ng
Color Grading — Cecilia D.R. Freitas @ceci.drf
Sound Recordist — Konstantin Hagelüken @konstantin.arthur
Sound designer— Justus Tiemeyer @prod_by_jayt
Song - Tape Visitors “ATTEND” @tape.visitors by @alma_eida

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I used to write diaries every single day. I was cool that way. But I was told you can’t do it all and life gets too busy for that kind of business. Busy business of actually knowing how I’m feeling - as if I would ever listen to what I have to say. I got cocky, a lot of puns with penis envy intended. Now I’m just like all the men, mediocrity enveloped by unwavering confidence. I could get used to this: pretending the world revolves around me without ever giving a second thought to what others might think of me. Believing never made it happen, hope is only useful with an end in sight. I can’t hush my thoughts about what’s happening around me without me, so I just keep myself busy until one year it will all come back to me. For now I like it here. Up in my ivory tower of pretentious (play pretend) neo-liberal confidence. Look at me playing the monopoly game. I’m working hard enough and definitely oh-so-most-in-case someone-asks-definitively following all the rules. I will be rewarded. Doing it all with no hands on the steering wheel. I‘m sure I‘ll get to keep all my teeth after this. 8th picture is realistic depiction of how I‘m winning, dad. by @alma_eida

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a year ago

This Saturday, June 28th from 14:00-18:00 at Hošek Contemporary, Märkisches Ufer 1z, 10179 Berlin.

(dis)em-body For Reclaiming Our Bodies

Video; aprox duration 30mn on loop.

In the dominant culture script, pain is rendered something to be domesticated and shushed underneath the carpet. We ought to tidy up its messiness, lock it away, but “to be in pain is to be exposed”. What if instead, pain is the point of rupture within ourselves and the surface in which recognition of one another becomes possible?

This body of work is giving myself to you. I do not aim to aestheticized it -this isn’t tumblr – neither to perform it. I’ll insist on vulnerability as a mode of relation and I’ll call it “Tender” because I do not dare to betray its depth.
It’s not about healing the pain, but in a sense healing the erasure, and the idea of truth: letting what has been mine become ours. Hopefully, you’ll find something you already know.

And hope to see you there by @alma_eida

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I AM SOMEBODY -
Tanztage Berlin 2025… RAYNE&CEREMONY: For All Intents and Purposes//I’m somebody, SOMEBODY

Set Design Work by Me and Zoë Stach @no_undies_on_a_sunny_day

rayneandceremony this time made with:

Artist direction, Performer: RAYNE @pray4rayne
Sound Design, Performer: Pu$$y Ranz @hard.boiled.hemorrhoids
Set Design: Omar Sherif @elomar.sherif, Zoë Stach no_undies_on_a_sunny_day
Dramaturgical Support: Polina Fenko @polya__v__ogne
Project Management: Alma Almeida @alma_eida
Pictures from: ©️Mayra Wallraff @mayrawallraff

👼❤️ by @alma_eida

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My name came to me 3 years ago. The new name was given to me at the place and time it felt the most right by the most right kind of people. I took it without hesitation. My mother said when she as choosing my original name she pronounced three out loud and I laughed at the name she ended up gifting me. I think I laughed because I thought “it must be a joke”. Because that name came with violence imposed and compliance; and I already must have known that’s not who I wanted to be. Funny enough whenever I did something she disapproved - and she disapproved a lot - she would say “alminha do meu coração” (little soul of my heart) and clench her metaphorical pearls at the sight of a child that grew queer, goth, opinionated, defender of the ones she thought to be monsters and over independent. @anueraki was the person that in our often chaotic hangouts gave me the name. And so did my mother and so did I. I wanted a name with history and story that I could identify with and still change. In my mother language there are 27 definitions for alma and at least 21 very commonly used expressions. “Vai com alma” being one of my favorites that @arcoiris_embroidery gifted me in a little flag I keep above my desk. It means to go with your full heart and soul and everything that you are into something. After my 3 consecutive burnouts I thought I wouldn’t be deserving of my name anymore. I had no fire left in me, fui com demasiada alma. I just forgot that in those 21 expressions there is too “cortar a alma” (slash/cut the soul - heart aching). The last months have proven me that we have been merely playing the mirage peekaboo for my own protection. I have been digging deep for it and it always showed up at the times it needed to, not when I wanted to. Truth be told I’ve never been good at distinguishing needs from wants, at least that’s what I have been told. But I have been told a lot of things and yet I still made the decision myself. little peekaboo fires show up like this and I decided I made no wrong decisions and that I am exactly who I wanted and needed to be by @alma_eida

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2 years ago

thanks to vio. As always by @alma_eida

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06/08/2019. 18:18
ENG:
Diary of the small houses

Once I had a bedroom. It had a window that everyday bathed the bedroom in sunlight.
But I had to go. I was leaving and I couldn’t come back.
I believed it to be a reflection of me.
What now?
Now, I only have myself.

Once I had a friend I loved. I used to count on them because they could count on me.
But when I needed to count on them I had to go. I was leaving and I couldn’t come back.
I believed it to be a reflection of me.
What now?
Now, I only have myself.

Once I had a cat. She was old and black everywhere, she meowed when she felt trapped.
But life is a stepmother (eng.equ: life is a bitch).
I believed her to be a reflection of me.
What now?
Now, I only have myself. by @alma_eida

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