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Julia Katolla

White Noise

The screen is on. The news are bashing in. The virus, wars, corruption, brutality, inequality, endless consumption, piles of trash,...

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"I'm entitled to my opinion"...?

“Exposed”, “debunked”, “cancelled”... words that nowadays seem to be omnipresent. There is a palpable rise in shaming and blaming people...

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Increasingly Wired

“Increasingly Wired” on one hand explores the human necessity of connection on an emotional, conscious and sometimes spiritual level,...

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Maternal Figments

There is a world of worries, fears and strange future scenarios your brain creates when becoming a mother. Sometimes it feels like no...

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The Unwanted Incision

It is an insanely paradoxical feeling. The indescribably greatest sense of bliss on earth, to hear and see your own child for the first...

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It’s not called lipedema, it’s called juice

I remember a teacher from elementary school. I remember how she would be bullied almost every day for her disproportionately big legs...

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Doña Teta - Selfportrait

There was a moment during my breastfeeding period, where I felt like I was just breast. All breast. Every one or two hours there was...

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The Proper Introduction

I grew up in the tropics. As a kid I loved to run around barefoot, find figures in the clouds, throw rotten guavas in our mean...