Jagua Culture

Once upon a time in the Amazon rainforest, was a sacred fruit and Men.
Amerindian people passed down their culture to us, which came from ancestral traditions. We’ve integrated this knowledge to our modern practices and skills we had from other ancient traditions such as calligraphy.
Whether it’s Latin, Arab, Hebraic, Sanskrit, Chinese or even Japanese, the art of writing is universal.
For us, this form of art started with street art…it brought us into a wild nature we never thought existed
As the Latin expression says, “Spoken words fly away, written words remain”. It’s true, but written words can also fly above borders and imaginary worlds.
The following stories were gathered from Wayanas people from French Guyana.
Everything is true

-Rumors from the Jungle-

THE GENEPIA TREE

In the olden times, the Earth was flooded and only one man managed to survive by climing on a Jagua tree. He only ate Jagua fruit because there were nothing else available.

It was still night and the level of the water started to slowly lower. The man, who couldn’t see a thing because it was too dark tried to know how deep the water was.

He dropped a Jagua fruit and heard “Tchkum!”

It was still too deep

Later, he dropped another fruit, “Shka!”, the sound indicated the floor was very close.

A third fruit and he heard “Tiapp”

“Finnally the sound of humid grounds”

Meanwhile, the tree was slowly shrinking as the light started to brighten up.

The man came down from the tree.

CELEBRATION

The Pija eagle feathers are mine!

The Pija eagle feathers are brought

The feathers are dancing

Genepia is brought

They brought genepia so the youngsters would be strange

They have kusipë

Which make girls look pretty

To make the girls look pretty, they brought rooster tail feathers

They are going, strange

The dancers are strange

THE BOY

Well, the boy is ready

He is being “roucoued”

  • “I’m going to roucou you” is told him

His seat is placed and everything is done to dress him up

  • “No, I don’t want it to be done like this” says the boy,

“I’m only going to drink Genipa”

And he drinks “gloup!”

Then, just after, the Genipa motifs start to come out on his skin, very sharp but also very beautiful

JAGWA TRIBE CULTURE

We are the forest
Our art is millinery
We are from the streets
Our art is ephemeral
We are from the streets
Our art is millinery