Looking Through
Looking Through is a photographic collage project documenting my process of pausing and returning to redefine home for myself. Each image is a collage piece that dissects a "greater narrative" into smaller details, and speaks to the smaller stories and truths that can be found when I look through the bigger picture - often a messy amalgamation of everyone's narratives and versions of history.
"Home" has always been an abstract concept for me as a displaced and landless indigenous person born and raised on occupied lands. Through my process of slowing down and reconnecting with my living ancestors, I found that going home wasn't returning to a specific place, but a process of going inward to myself to sift through what beliefs were mine and which were others'; which were based on objective (sometimes hard) truths and which were formed from the act of and need for survival? Using the place(s) that my most recent/living ancestors settled in and my childhood home - Xucyun (Huchiun), Muwekma Ohlone territory - as a subject, my goal was to replicate my internal process with the Land that knew me as a way for me to build a deeper and more honest relationship with it, and in a way that honors Land Ancestor as its own sovereign and sacred being.
A Second Look, 2021
Subject/Land Ancestor: Xucyun, Unceded ancestral lands and territory of Muwekma Ohlone recognized by the settler colonial state as Oakland, Chinatown, California.
A Deeper Look, 2021
Subject/Land Ancestor: Xucyun, Unceded ancestral lands and territory of Muwekma Ohlone recognized by the settler colonial state as Oakland, Chinatown, California.
A Closer Look, 2021
Subject/Land Ancestor: Xucyun, Unceded ancestral lands and territory of Chochenyo-speaking (Muwekma) Ohlone recognized by the settler colonial state as Richmond, Hilltop, California - former Hilltop Mall.
Like with any relationship, seeing through to the heart of a person (Land), being able to truly know and witness them requires a continuous act of deep listening. And as it is with any individual, smaller stories are sometimes hidden so well that they can’t be distinguished from the bigger narrative unless you take a second look, a deeper look, a closer look.