2019 - Present
(developing project)

Nana always wove lace on wooden bobbins, rimu and pine.

I used to watch on holidays as she pinned each strand

hands crossing, crossing, crossing, forming knots

all delicate edges in soft white cotton and silk.

She never made me anything from harakeke

Hand-extracted, hand-knit muka (harakeke fibre); mahoe leaves; hand-spun, hand-knit New Zealand wool; hand-stitched vintage wool blanket; poetry; moving image; site-specific documentation; installation