These vests are made with leftover wool and have become a contemplation on hands. Mine, my mums, my nannas, my great grandmothers hands - all moving in the same way over time - a whakapapa of repetitive practice.
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These vests are made with leftover wool and have become a contemplation on hands. Mine, my mums, my nannas, my great grandmothers hands - all moving in the same way over time - a whakapapa of repetitive practice.
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