What comes first is: Awareness
When, I observe my movements, I always get this feeling that something is missing. Stepping out of my shoes to view from a distance, it’s just not the same when I’m too close. The reflections are diffused and multi-layered. It is not just a single crochet. It was not easy disentangling my tapestry for people to see through it, through me, to feel the strings attached to my roots. I do not trust because, I’m resistant, however I can be worked into beautiful shapes and enormous sizes. The pieces and patterns I came with before I was asked “what comes first?” were missing solidified poise to be in conversations. “Ke tswetsepele” (I have progressed), however it does not end here.
Kutlwano Monyai has been conversing and experimenting with the self in order to translate that information spaces.