I have been thinking a lot about the ways neighbourhood apps can move beyond local listings and event calendars to become instruments of cultural restitution—practical, forensic tools that help displaced families prove ownership of cultural property in court. The app I like to imagine, which I'll...
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I remember the first time I stood in front of a ritual mask that had been...
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Translating a refugee’s oral testimony into a VR experience is one of the...
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I have been thinking a lot about archives that are alive — not museums under...
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I started thinking seriously about the idea of smartphone audio mapping by...
I have been thinking a lot about archives that are alive — not museums under glass but accumulations of practice, ritual and pattern that continue to breathe through people’s hands. A textile archive in Lagos, curated by a cooperative, is...
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...