This series explores the notion of home from the perspective of the daughters of the diaspora. It pieces together the in-between spaces, the everyday longing, the whispers of a home we never knew, as well as the beauty of the one we’ve painstakingly carved out for ourselves. The subjects are adorned with pieces of what feels like home to them, as armour in the harsh London winter winds that scratch against our cheeks and tell us we’re wrong, different, exotic, pretty for a brown girl, terrorist, a commodity. Motherland is about the human moments, the times we stop fighting for a second to just breathe in and merely exist.


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