Audio, video, pigment prints 2024

Floral prints cover the walls. The luminescent glow of light through the skin, the view from within a womb, perhaps too pink, the garish hue of mass-produced plastic toys.

Seductive folds of flowers, symbol of womanhood, inverted, perhaps less feminine than masculine, in phallic forms.

The sound of the ocean, the wind in palm trees.

At the end of the passage, evading possession by the gaze, fleeting images of the vahine: as she moves with the anguish of intergenerational loss, the sound of her daughters’ foetal heartbeats, their adult voices uttering words from childhood songs; as she dances Ori Tahiti, the sound of drums that are hammered on our bones; as she makes the cut, Pa’oti, she severs the foreign thread and weaves a mended taura tupuna (ancestral cord).