Freedom dilation
‘Freedom dilation’, by Evanz, June 2026. Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 4.0 International License. GRABS in collaboration with Halifax Refugee Clinic, K’jipuktuk-Halifax, NS, Canada.
This is a free space for the young people we work with, where they can share their stories and experiences through artworks and creative outputs, including: comics & cartoons, essays, manifestos, photographs, poetry, short stories and more. Some of these creations were produced during our creative participatory workshops and other fieldwork activities, while others were created on young people’s own initiative.
Enjoy exploring! And remember, if you would like to contribute with a creative piece, please get in contact with the GRABS team by emailing us at: grabs [at] univ-paris8.fr
‘Freedom dilation’, by Evanz, June 2026. Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 4.0 International License. GRABS in collaboration with Halifax Refugee Clinic, K’jipuktuk-Halifax, NS, Canada.
6ft Apart. Stay Away!! Stay Safe So I picked some words of how it felt moving countries and like my experience in isolation was one of the ones that stood up the most because of COVID, the different languages and everything. So it was a whole process of first how it felt of being alone…
Untitled For this comic, I chose to tell the story of my father’s immigration journey and the sacrifices he made for our family. Before coming to Canada, my dad worked as a pharmacist in Palestine for over 20 years. Although he had a successful career and years of experience, continuing in the same profession in…
‘What document papers do I need? I guess to be safe, pack all of them’, by Bible, May 2026. Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 4.0 International License. GRABS in collaboration with Youth Outreach Team, YMCA Centre for Immigrant Programmes, K’jipuktuk-Halifax, NS, Canada.
Time, Education, & Weather in Canada My three comics are about time, education, and weather. In the first comic [below, left], I show how time can feel slow when we are waiting for important things such as graduation, work, travel, appointments, or meeting family. In the second comic [below, right], I show my educational journey,…
Where do I belong?? I used animals to represent me and my father as well as other people who are part of my story. Each animal has a meaning, my father, the main character is the eagle we see in panel 1, 3 and 4. His animal is an eagle because in my eyes he…
MOTIVER Un poème par Landry Le regard levé au loin Un sacré magic Lever du soleil, Inoubliables sont nos peines, remplis de doutes et inquiétudes Mais bombé est le torse, comme un esclave en quête de signe de lumière. A retenir: nos pensées nous rendent aveugles, le but c’est d’accepter d’être incompris par soi…
Ouvert est le ciel Ouvert est le ciel Dense est son porté Multiples sont ses couleurs Classe sont ses nuages Mais unique il est. Nous avons tous tendance à penser très fort A des personnes qui sont loin Mais hélas la distance un petit grand facteur qu’on a tendance à minimiser Mais au fond c’est…
by Jorojina Elisha, August 2025 In this world we live in, we are faced with a lot of suffering and trouble. Day by day, weencounter something unbearable. It could be getting an F on a math test, breaking up withyour girlfriend, or losing your job. But what if your pain and suffering were constant—everyday, every…
Building Not pretty but it raised me. Broken outside but whole inside. From these walls I rose. Unsafe to others, sacred to me. Unsafe walls, safe memories. Foundation may be cratered but it held me up. You see danger, I see my origin story. Poem by Maria, eThekwini-Durban, South Africa, July 2025 … Credit: Photo…
Family Tree We grow and disperse We learn the ways of life Ways that lead us astray Some learn and gain wisdom Others learn to use knowledge against others The ways of life Life is like a tree Starts from a simple seed Sprouts into what we call the beauty of nature Each slowly fades…
In My Head I can’t run. I can’t hide. I close all the doors and windows. Yet, I still Hear their voices Memories I wish I’d forgotten Displaying in my head like A cinema.. I’m stuck in my head and my thoughts are killing me. I feel dead waiting for my last breath… there is…
Conscripted Souls It’s a scary world we’re living in, in a world where love has become a computation as to who gets the most exes Where did the long loving true love go? or did our parents hide it only for their generation? I read a quote that goes “when you find your first love…