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The unbroken thread
Veranoa Hetet's hands are rarely still. Her weaving stand hasn’t left her living room in years, and on a Saturday morning, after a frantic week weaving to meet a deadline for an exhibition of her work, she’s back preparing strips of harakeke (flax). It’s a repetitive task, running her fingernails along the length of the leaf to remove the midrib, making strips of the same size. “That, to me, is like taking a day off,” she says. When she talks about weaving, or about scraping muka (fibre) from the plant, her hands go through the motions. “I just have to do it,” she says. “If I don’t weave or do one creative thing during the day, I feel that my day has been lost.” Keep reading...
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