Often when I inhale the aroma of freshly ground coffee in a local cafe, I’m transported back to childhood days watching my mother painstakingly grind coffee beans in a Turkish grinder similar to this little spice grinder.
This piece speaks of the power of food, stories and artefacts to connect us to rituals of home and hearth.
I respectfully acknowledge the Wurundjeri Woi-wurrung people of the Kulin Nation, the traditional custodians of the land on which I live, work and make art. This is Stolen Country, the sovereignty of which was never ceded.
I pay my respects to Elders past present and emerging and stand in solidarity with all First Nation peoples, and recognise their continuing connection to Land, Waters and Culture.
Always was, always will be.
