Dark grey waves once brought
teeth for the chiefs, and the lens
saw it all happen
This is a very exotic object for me. Perhaps too exotic, because something holds me back from asking my Northern European mind to make up a story about it. You can learn more about this wasekaseka necklace here on the museum site. Note, these are not the whale teeth “as is”, but cut and carved into these shapes by very skilled craftsmen.
This time, my story/haiku is about the photo itself. It pulls me in and keeps me coming back to it, over and over again. As if the photographer managed to capture the sea, pulling back and forth.
Inspired by online jewellery collections, I occasionally introduce an image together with a few words. I call it Storytime, because I believe that jewellery carry so many stories. You are more than welcome to add your own poem, words or thoughts in a comment – be my guest!