I work through creativity as a relational practice: a way of being with;  making and becoming with.
I pay attention to how  people, materials, cultures, environments and systems intersect and connect and  how those meetings are shaped by history and memory, environments and  systems of power. 

My work in grounded in values: cultural humility; responsibility, care and good ancestory, and in staying accountable to place and people, and relationships that hold it.

This orientation moves across different forms. Sometimes the thing I make, codesign, grow or do becomes something someone wears, or something that holds or amplifies part of their story. Some people call it jewellery or adornment. Sometimes its things that nourish and feed. Sometimes the work is embodied- through performance or performative processes. Sometimes it becomes something that people use for social learning , or a way to communicate ideas, shared values or a prompt toward compassion + action or unlearning.  Sometimes it’s about holding and creating space for people with lived experience to make decisions and cocreate what they need. Sometimes it starts as a conversation , a song or sound I heard, or a shift in knowing … sometimes it’s an irritation or challenge and sometimes its rage about social injustice. 

My material practice sits inside the same values and orientation. I work with fragments that I hear, find,  feel, and collect with care , in specific moments or places that respond to  intersections of place + people + more -than human life,+ lived experience that have shaped my intersections with the world
( systemic racism + and  privilege/power of centering whiteness and perpetual arrival; inbetweeness and  elsewhere -withiness of continuing settler/colonial paradigms on unceded lands that I live on). Fragments become part of slow analogue processes. They’re mapped, documented, held, assembled, scribed, printed, collaged, woven, stitched, drawn , forged, melted, fused, baked, knotted. Sometimes they are scattered in dirt and tended to grow. Sometimes they are sung and arranged into chords and sounds. Sometimes… unravelled, deconstructed, archived or returned. The work moves with them.

Sometimes people call it craft,  design,  co-design, craftivism or art or  “all that creative bullshit” … it doesn’t need labels… it is my way of being with.