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Kaupapa: Hotere’s Hauhake (Harvest), a site of poetic and open-ended compositions of objects.
Hotere
When you offer only three vertical lines precisely drawn and set into a dark pool of lacquer it is a visual kind of starvation: and even though my eyeballs roll up and over to peer inside myself, when I reach the beginning of your eternity I say instead: hell let’s have another feed of mussels
Like, I have to think about it, man
When you stack horizontal lines into vertical columns which appear to advance, recede, shimmer and wave like exploding packs of cards I merely grunt and say: well, if it is not a famine, it’s a feast
I have to roll another smoke, man
But when you score a superb orange circle on a purple thought-base I shake my head and say: hell, what is this thing called aroha
Like, I’m euchred, man. I’m eclipsed?
Using Hone Tuwhare’s poem “Hotere” (above) and the drawings Hotere contributed to poetry books as a theoretical framework I have created a series of artworks that respond and will be included in this mini residency, initiated by Artist Jade Townsend.