CLAUDIA MUNRO





Screen
2021 -
  1. A Performance of the Social Fabric
  2. Moonless Night
  3. BLESS YOUR HEART
  4. MERGE
  5. snob
  6. A Watery Commons


Physical
2020 -  
  1. The Labour of Emotions, The Emotions of Textiles
  2. Lineage Found in Lambs
  3. A Trial and Error of the Social Carpet
  4. Dear Sweden, Give Me My Bones Back
  5. Overlap
  6. Various Posters


Written
2023 -
  1. BLESS YOUR HEART text
  2. Bread and Butter text
  3. The Labour of Emotions, The Emotions of Textiles interviews
  4. Kiss your friends (and tell them you love them) text
  5. Liminality text
  6. Why Dig A Tunnel When You Could Build A Bridge? text




Info
  1. Hello/hej! I am an artist/designer from New Zealand/Sweden interested in the edges – where creative practices overlap and what can be made from the in between. 


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2. Lineage Found in Lambs

2023
Installation 
Screenprinted fabric, wood, string, clay, metal wire








A two part work - a recount of the generations before me, a piecing together of a family tree that has been lost in many translations, many journeys.

Where there are words, there are roots. Lineage Found in Lambs is the meeting of my grandparents; nana and poppa, farmor and farfar. Each ‘page’ is their story, a fable made from the etymology of their names, while the cover is my parents. A bow and arrow fit for an archer. My fathers last name translating to ‘Bow’ my mothers name, after the infamous bowman - Robin Hood. The six of them forever thread together by cupid's strike.






2023
Three channel video: 4 minutes, 25 seconds
Found footage from:
Jonna Jinton, Women of the Outer Hebrides, via Youtube Darlarnas Museum, Josefine Lundberg, via Vimeo


The Lineage Found in Lambs video work sees this binding through culture. Migration begins with a beckoning. Lambs to a sweet call in the distance. Or a lover from across the globe. We trot over fields, cross oceans, arriving to a shedding of coats - freshly stripped bellies, with a new wind on our skin and a pile of our wool sitting beside us. First we are shepherded, and shorn, then spun and woven. A syrupy song to lull us through all. The nordic kulning. The Scottish waulking. And at the tie between the two - a few generations down, a few migrations along - my New Zealand mothers song, sung for my Swedish father.