Maiada’s Orchard.

This is is a piece about the multifaceted life and art of my beautiful and brave friend of soon two-ish decades, Palestinian endurance erformance artist, Maiada Aboud. Here is what Maiada sais about herself: “I am not even a body – I am a voice. The loud voice of the bell I once placed between my legs, many lives ago, during my first performance ever, at Haifa University. The voice of a phallus controlled by the movement of my gentle woman’s limbs. In spite of what tradition dictates, I survive. My vagina is no weaker than a phallus. I am the uncomfortable, disturbing ringing that you cannot hide from or ignore. You can lock a woman in a room, you can place a citizen under arrest, you can trap a body behind bars; but sound is unstoppable, freely carried by the air. No matter how hard life was, or might become, this was the only definition I would ever accept a voice.” Please, visit https://aboudmaiada.com/ to find out more about Maiada,