Michael: Malo! how is your art exhibition going?
Janet: Malo – it’s going really well thanks.

When I was on residency at Massey I spent most of my time working in the foyer studio space.
On one side, I had the pleasure of Mt Victoria who greeted me with the morning sun and on the other I had Michael.
Each day I watched him digging the dirt and shifting it from one place to another and each day I noticed the sweat beads on his forehead.
Sometimes he would take the back of his glove and wipe it across his head, then stop for a cigarette. Brown-end Taylor-mades.
From the inside of the building I would look out the window to where he was digging and try to compare my work to his.
I wondered if I was working as hard as him so I tried my best to make my brain sweat too.
I saw my father, my brothers, my uncles and cousins but I noticed people walk by and not see him at all.

Even in high visibilty.