“Blue eyes are scary, they look evil.”

“Black women walk like ducks because they have huge butts.”


As a child, I found such remarks confusing. And weird.

Adult, I’ve come to realise how present those attitudes are in our lives, visually and verbally, openly and subtly.

At their core is identity. But an identity that is extremely limited. That shoves us in tiny corners, rigidly and falsely separating us from each other and nature.

This selection of work questions the ways we relate to ourselves and to those whom we choose to view as other.