The grass isn’t greener, it just looks different now.

The Female Experience in a First-World Country, from a Third-World Perspective 2021-22

“When I moved to the United Kingdom found myself in this new setting, living through rose-colored lenses. Coming from Northwest, South Africa to England which in comparison is an idealized first-world country. During my first 3 months the vibrant hues dulled as the reality of this foreign city where I had found myself prevailed.

The year Lived in Plymouth was the year I felt what it was to truly feel alone. Nothing was familiar, trying to see positives only lasted for so long until the gut punch of realization that my home was thousands of miles away. Being a woman was different there to what it was in Plymouth. I felt safer in South Africa, and saying that now feels like a bazaar concept. The way I was looked upon felt different at home, in Plymouth it was almost predatory.

In this body of work, I am showing my experience during my first year in England; I looked at the female experience when comparing first & third world countries; after a pivotal assault I began bridging the gap and analyzing myself: the loneliness, the feeling of regret, being abandoned by my own means.”