In Conversation: Niia’s Tender Return to Jazz — A Portrait of Self and Artistry
When I see and hear Niia, I can’t help but feel that this is what it means to accept one’s fate — quietly, fully. And her fate seems to be music. To sing, to express, to make the world a little more beautiful by offering her inner landscape to the outside. With intention, with vulnerability. And perhaps, in doing so, she also pays a certain price — the price of being someone whose art and personhood have long since blurred into one another. Of being unable, at times, to draw clear lines between life and creation. Of burning brightly, but sometimes burning out.