A Kete To Swing

VERANOA HETET
Harakeke
250mm (W) x 200mm (H)
Not For Sale

One day my mokopuna Hawaiki came over to my home (she lives next door which is so handy when you’re six years old and want to hide away from your little sister).


I watched her walk through the gate. In one hand she carried her toys.
A beloved stone, a special bracelet and a Little Pony with a purple mane. 
In her other hand she held a kete filled with other treasures.

She was swinging her kete. It flew back and forth in her happy, swaying arm.
It was like a Piupiu in her hand, swinging, swaying backwards and forwards causing the pattern to blur.

Ideas come from the simplest of moments and I wove her a kete reminiscent of a Piupiu. A kete in which to place her treasures when she comes to visit Nanny.