WACHE marks the beginning of a multilayered narrative thread that drifts through time, space, and shifting perspectives. Lives and characters move into focus, as their stories unfold along the edges—between ideas of modernity and unpredictable performative openings. Their existence depends on being passed on, retold again and again—mutable, alive, and resistant.

In Nameless Wache, a story by Zwoisy, a myth takes shape around the figure of Wache. In Wache’s world, society lives aboard a vast ship—constructed from the wood of old slave ships. Within this swaying cosmos, kinship, community, and the unknown become ever more intricately entwined.

Pink, written by Ogechi, emerges from Zwoisy’s narrative—a translation of a dream of a 3D installation, in which toxic masses, a collection of in-between states, and soft tufts are interwoven. This story traces movements of memory and forgetting, spiraling into reflections on Afro hair and Polly Pocket.

By: Ogechis and Zwoisy Mears-Clarke