Kinguaariinni pissusilersuutit ingerlateqqittakkat siulitta nalaannili aallaaveqarsinnaasarput. Annaasaqarneq, nuutsitaaneq, peqquserluffigitinneq allarpassuillu peqqutaallutik mattusimalerneq pisinnaasarpoq. Eqqartornerisigut paasinerisigullu allannguineq pisinnaavoq, allannguinerullu timitalerneratigut pissusipalaat kingornussat unitsinneqarsinnaapput.

Suliami matumani eqqumiitsuliorneq aqqutigalugu tamanna oqariartuutigaara; aanakkutta nalaanni sapangaaqqanik suliat ingutserpakka, ujalussiamullu takisuumut nueqqillugit. Eqqarsaatsit suliarinerini pigisimasat ilaajarlugillusooq. Ilaatigut arnaqatikka ilagalugit suliarisarpakka, aanakkugut eqqartorlugit taakkulu nunasiaataanerup kingunerisaanik pissuserisartagaat paasiniarlugit. 

Families often inherit traces of generational trauma. The results are many and breaking them will happen through dialogue and understanding.

This art piece reflects on breaking patterns. I broke bead work from past generations and sewed the beads bach into long threads. Sometimes together with friends, talking about our grandmothers and their behaviours and thoughts during colonialism. Wondering what went through their minds during the process of their work.