Hypnopompia – Living within the interstices


The term Hypnopompia is derived from hypnopompic, an adjective used to describe the state of semi-consciousness preceding wakefulness. In this project, I use it to refer to the blurred portions of one’s socio­-cultural identity.

Hypnopompia is an ongoing collaboration and collection of palimpsestuous individualities defined by subtle or blatant influences of various forms of commingling (biological and cultural) on the indeterminacy of personhood. An anticipated outcome of this project reveals newer concepts of socio-cultural identities and the cultivation of newer ways in which social spaces function, not as metonymic or imagined societies but a reality of intermingling complexities.

Since “modern societies are differentiated within themselves to such a degree that uniformity is no longer constitutive to, or achievable for them” (Wolfgang Welsch 2011), this project goes further to focus on the individual through photographic portraits and temporal biographies. It underlines the possibilities of the emerging intersectional individuals recalibrating the foundations of already established perceptions.

Zainabu Jallo

Zainabu Jallo is a postdoctoral researcher and lecturer in Anthropology. Her research on material religion and criminal anthropology spans Afro-Brazilian religions, Cuba, and Haiti. She completed a Guest Postdoctoral Fellowship at the University of Zurich on Vodun’s materiality. Her PhD dissertation at the University of Bern, funded by the Swiss National Science Foundation, examined Brazilian Candomblé’s cultural politics.


My tongue and self, find meaning in being Creole That my avó made her Sopa de peixe strictly Cape Verdean does not mean there are no other ways to it. A fish is a fish everywhere. Water is water, everywhere also. Sometimes I am a number, other times I am a shadow. Finding a space in the multitude… If nothing else stands out, my hair does. The whiteness of my teeth should tell you I have more goodness to embrace.

Zainabu Jallo

Anir A

ANIR A Mare and a horse are the same, so perhaps I have ridden on a female horse over the age of three. Who knows?! When I am bored, I try to catwalk like the regal Elephantidae. The idea from a Marx postcard I bought in Trier which said, “doubt everything” leaves a resounding chime in my brain. Mental exercises make us forget unimportant matters like what colour of straws go best with a banana smoothie. One tries to be independent. I try, but that rarely happens.

Zainabu Jallo

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