Written in Blood

 

Ek sien jou, ek hoor jou, ek voel jou
Daagliks word daar n sluier gedra
‘N gelykheid verduister in smart
Bloed stu deur die ontworteling-
Daagliks word daar n sluier gedra
Van vroër, van nou, van self
Bloed stu deur die ontworteling
Een woord dra n duisend skerwe-
Van vroër, van nou, van self
‘N waarheid word diep versteek
Een woord dra n duisend skerwe
Tog tel die lyke ons sondes.
‘N waarheid word diep versteek
Skuld het geen perke
Tog tel die lyke ons sondes
My gewete laat my nimmer meer met rus-
Skuld het geen perke
‘N gelykheid verduister in smart
My gewete laat my nimmer meer met rus
Ek sien jou, ek hoor jou, ek voel jou
Ek is jou

 

Embroidered poem and bead work on a blood dyed cloth dealing with the

notion of perspective, letting go and the fragility of humanity.

Gradients of Guilt


Yes or No.
These are usually the two options we are brought up to believe we have. Right or wrong, good or evil, acceptable or not acceptable, black or white. The knowledge or conviction of what is right or wrong is constantly being applied to our daily lives, this has also become the norm for racism.
In this woven work I show people as woven strips. In the same way as the warp and weft of a material, everything we are and do is intertwined and connected. Each strand of yarn has importance and consequence. By weaving multiple single strips, all with a unique and different pattern I am representing individual people. Because these strips are self made just as our own lives,each strip has flaws and mistakes purposefully left in to emphasize their human-like qualities. To illustrate them as a collective I decided to make all strips the same length and width. The world-wide average height of both male and female combined is 1.64m x 10cm inspired by the width of woven Ashanti strips. All are tinted a slightly different grey, representing each individuals faults and wrongdoings. However from afar all strips appear identical, accentuating that we all are equal in our guilt. Each individual strip is then hand stitched together to the next with blood dyed yarn, symbolizing the blood, anger and pain we all share as a result of any form of racist onslaughts.
Each woven strip a person
Each person to his own
Each has mistakes
From afar all the same
All connected by the pain

Context of Colour

With this series of work I attempt to shift the perspective about discrimination and racism, trying to process how it has affected and continuously affects me and others in our day to day lives. Showcasing that it is an ever relative topic and problem we face in our day to day lives irregardless of where in the world we may be. I try to seek out complicated and ever relative conversations and thinking, to make us all aware of what we are consciously and unconsciously doing and what is truly happening around us.