Written and performed by Shaista Latif
My name is Shaista (Shy-east-a). I am attempting to write a history but I can’t remember the order of things. You see, my memories are not entirely my own. And if I can’t tell the story of how I came to be, WE will repeat a cycle of … reaching back in time from Afghanistan to Canada. Will you help me remember so we don’t forget?
The Archivist is presented as part of the RISER Project, a collaborative producing model by Why Not Theatre, with the generous support of the Toronto Arts Council and the Government of Canada.
this is a story told in fragments with no attempt to make whole a history of slippery DNA of conquests and war there will be no redemption there will be no resolution no this story can’t be explained in a short concise description no not this show the artist is facing an empire of long living myths written in ink bound within the boundaries of crisp white pages all meant to be read all meant to be read in a dominant language we have learned to speak we have learned to speak then what the fuck is the story you ask? well well it is a love letter a song without words a language lesson a rapture a dance of tongues of weaponized language and thought old stories repeat themselves old stories repeat themselves old new stories disrupt this is not a show it is a process taking form it is a process taking form it is consistently inconsistent it is a manipulation an acknowledgement of erasure an opportunity to name the things we could not name in childhood to name the things we could not name in childhood i am the archivist a trustee of memories a child of political refugees attempting to tell an unwritten story