I remember the first time I stood in front of a ritual mask that had been returned to its community after decades in a European museum. The moment was thick with relief, gratitude and a fragility I hadn’t expected. That object—a carved face, painted, scarred by ritual use—carried more than...
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Translating a refugee’s oral testimony into a VR experience is one of the...
Heritage
I have been thinking a lot about archives that are alive — not museums under...
Heritage
I started thinking seriously about the idea of smartphone audio mapping by...
Heritage
I first encountered a repatriated box of colonial medical records in a...
I started thinking seriously about the idea of smartphone audio mapping by migrant street vendors when I overheard a vendor in Marseille describing not only the spices he sold but the names of the neighbourhoods his parents came from, the songs they...
I first encountered a repatriated box of colonial medical records in a climate-controlled room that smelled faintly of paper and old glue. The documents had travelled hundreds of miles, from a colonial administration office to a local community...
When I first stepped into a tiny silk workshop in Varanasi, the air was thick with the smell of hot metal and boiled dye, and a single electric fan stirred a tired rhythm against rows of handlooms. The place was no more than a courtyard and three...
I’ve spent a long time thinking about objects: how they carry meaning, how they travel, and how their meanings can be transformed — or damaged — when they move into different contexts. When a sacred headdress, a carved reliquary or ceremonial...
When I first heard about MemoryMap — a hypothetical neighbourhood oral-history app designed to stitch together personal memories, photographs and geolocated testimonies — I felt a familiar thrill: the possibility that digital storytelling could...
Why a digital portal feels like repair — and why it can also repeat harmWhen I first encountered a community-run digital repatriation portal, it felt like a small miracle: images, recordings and documents that had been separated from families and...
When a funder asks me whether they should back a biennial that commissions living sacred performances, my first response is not a quick yes or no. These are projects that move between aesthetics, ritual, community authority, and legal and ethical...
I first started thinking seriously about digital provenance for ancestral ceramics after a visit to a regional museum where a drawer of unlabelled pots sat in near-darkness. The objects were beautiful, fragile and, crucially, disconnected from...
When I first began thinking about a cooperative conservation lab in Accra, I imagined a place that smelled of indigo and warm starch — equal parts archive, dye studio and social enterprise. But the question that quickly complicated that image was...
I first walked into the city museum expecting the usual: glass cases, carefully lit panels, a chronology that smoothed out conflict into a tidy timeline. What I found instead, a few months later, was a foyer alive with voices — not from an audio...