Both brutal and tender, the twist of a knee was made over four years in and around Makhanda in the Eastern Cape province of South Africa. This is where I was born, and where my parents still live. It is home.
These photographs act as fractured indicators of my presence as well as my interaction with and investigation of everyday life. This work avoids spatial and temporal markers, leading the viewer on a journey of chance and critical engagement through the complexities of home, violence and ritual.