Notes from the in-person session in Casino for Social Medicine (April, 2026)
Activity 1: Questions
• In my head and in my belly (where my reproductive system is at)
• From my vagina, of course
• My “vientre” (belly)
• Pain, intrinsic nostalgia
• The pain of the people before me, mainly the female bodies
• I don’t know yet
• Its cyclic so at its own pace
• To me
• Why only some bodies endure this
• Who or how is it decided
• An end and a beginning (apparently)
• Nature, divine nature
• Morality
• “Free will”
• Each 28 days
• It never does. It’s life
• The same system that holds you too
• Patriarchy
• That life is sacred, and I can not fight it
• A pill
• Oppression
• Yes
• No
• Capitalism
Activity 2: CVs
The Migrant:
Forced into the pace of events-whether planned or not-its journey is a constant reminder that they belong nowhere because it has never stopped being part of this bigger place called life.
The Mutant:
They see themselves in the mirror but they are not able to comprehend the extents of its identity. They are a compilation of battles, journeys, mistakes, and prayers. All of them part of the same eternal unity.
Sick Girl:
She was born sick. She does not deserve freedom. She bleeds out and she is a machine of life. She is sick and full of potential beings. She is a threat to her own son.
Activity 3:
Prompt: Ausländerbehörde
Sick girl has been waiting for months to get an appointment at the Ausländerbehörde, and of course is very anxious, and stressed, and probably getting more sick. She faces the mutant at the door and the mutant asks with a very intimidating tone of voice: When is your appointment? To what sick girl could not reply fast due to the tension at the scene. Sick girl keeps her folder with all her documents super tight as her health quite depends on it. She is able to go in, sit and wait among other sick humans and mutants. Finally number 10 appears on the screen and it’s time for her to present herself. She goes in the office and there are 4 migrants on their desks. She approaches desk 5 and gives in all her papers. She looks in the eye of the migrant and it feels familiar to her. She says no words, just follows instructions. Sick girl starts feeling less sick. Somehow she feels like she belongs. She gets her papers back and is asked to wait sitting outside. She is sitting again amongst sick people and mutants who are full of fear. She is sitting in nobody’s land.
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