For the past 15 years, I have found myself returning time and again to the themes of family, origins, mythology, home, belonging, personal archives, and place. With this work, which is still in progress and process, I delve into the complex nature of healing inherited family trauma.

In 2019, I performed BUT MEREDITH, BOO-FUCKING-HOO during that year’s iteration of bakie’s kansas city at The Bakery Atlanta’s New Square location, bringing together video, audio, storytelling, and song.

In 2017, I participated in a collaborative residency and exhibition with Johnnie Ray Kornegay III and Ajmal ‘Mas Man’ Millar at Eyedrum that we titled DISGUISES WELCOMED HERE. During this residency, I began to dive into my own family archives, collaging them on the wall.

In 2012, I used audio from a cassette tape that my Grandfather Kooi recorded for me as a baby, which he titled “Baby Meredith,” for a dance performance.

In 2006, my Grandfather Kooi passed. During this time, I ritualized his passing through spreading wood ash in a creek and building a hut out of windows in the woods. Unfortunately, much of this material has been lost.