Our ancestors cloth, our ancestors cry, our ancestors lair, our ancestors push — all wrapped in one phrase!
This piece is a meditation on the eternal presence of the ancestors in Igbo life. The cloth is their covering, a mantle of protection and belonging passed from generation to generation. Their cry is both song and lament, a reminder that they feel with us, guiding our joys and our sorrows. The lair evokes the sacred dwelling places—shrines, hearths, memory itself—where their spirits reside, ever near. And the push is their unseen hand, urging us forward, steadying our steps, shaping our paths.
Woven together, these images speak of protection, guidance, and veneration.
