‘As a party nears its end, the colonial woman adorned in all her finery, her hat full of feathers from birds who are now on our endangered lists, looks wistfully up to the balloons, balloons that could burst at any moment, they talk of the glory days of colonisation, of taking whatever you want without a second thought or consideration for what has been.
A woman’s face floats above the balloons offering almost in spirit the suggestion that the woman is being watched by all who have come before her and all who come after her.’