In connection with the theme of healing, we joined with the Black and Ethnic Minority Advice Service (BEMAS) and the Fruitmarket to deliver a wellbeing workshop with the BEMAS carers group. This gathering centred around a visit to the Songs About Roses exhibition creating a space for care, connection, and shared reflection.

This narrative-led experimental documentary weaves together video recordings spanning five years, merging documented events from pre-pandemic and pandemic-era state control. It incorporates a performance piece responding to the filmmaker's traumatic memories of that period.

The cramping starts midway through the first course. One of the dinner guests spills his tomato soup and it blooms into a garden of poppies on the tablecloth. An unfurling deep in her pelvis, an aggressive expansion punctuated by crushing contractions.

These images and words are from an ongoing personal project, “Red Room”, in which I explore my autonomy, desires, grief and connections after abuse and medical trauma. They also featured in my recent NOW LOVE exhibition at Agitate in Edinburgh, alongside a series of black and white abstract nude self portraits.

Sometimes the sun will drip its bright liquid

down. Like runway lights, the half-drunk beers, clear

plastic cups lining the exit path. Having

caught the sun slipping, their bellies gleam gold as

compasses—flashes in time.

I watch my burning body from a ruin.

There's a heat to a woman's form, a fervour only matched by the spectacle of volcanoes and shooting stars. My story is about reconstructing a new myth of a NEW GODDESS, and I present the narrative of this myth as a moving image, like a river of time threading through needles, stitching around like the ouroboros connecting my back, the story becoming an articulated circle from the beginning to end, returning to an ordinary room, a gentle home.