{"title":"He Kākano","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThis body of work started initially as one idea, and quickly turned into a journey with another. My concept for ‘Above Ground’ was to explore Australian native trees, and the indigenous connection to the land here. The research returned in me a longing I’d been denying for many years, and reignited a connection to my own homeland, and our trees (\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eRākau\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e) Mountains (\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eMaunga\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e) and waterways (Awa \/ Moana). Creating this work has forced me to really face myself, and work through my own sense of not belonging and deep mourning of a place that will always be home. Consideration of what I’ve run from and why, and how we find our way back from some journeys.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAccepting Aotearoa is still so deeply rooted in my heart space seems to have pushed it wide open again, and there’s been a reclamation of self and identity in many different and unexpected ways. One tiny seed planted the thought, but burst the floodgates open. He \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eKākano\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e – The Seed, is about growth and continuing to grow and stretch and rise, even in the places you were not planted. The works were inspired by a \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eWhakataukī\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \/ Proverb to honour the thoughts and the process I was painting through, following a trip to \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eRangiātea\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“E kore au e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003engaro\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e, he \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003ekākano\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003ei\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eruia\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003emai\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003ei\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eRangiātea\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e.\" It translates to \"I shall never be lost, for I am a seed sown in \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eRangiātea\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\".\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIt addresses topics of growth and of deep healing. It touches on misogyny and feminism. But mostly, it’s been about finding my way back to me after several years of feeling quite lost in the world. It honours what was and what became of it, and what is still yet to become. You could say it’s the becoming, again.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eHe \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eKākano\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e, and the timing of it’s creation, may very well be the seed that leads me home again.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","products":[{"product_id":"hine-nui-te-po","title":"Reaching for better (Hine-nui-te-pō)","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cimg\u003eMaterials: Acrylic, gouache, iron filings, oxide\u003cbr\u003eDimensions: 460x460 (framed)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eHine-nui-te-pō - The great woman of the Night\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIn Māori legend, she is the goddess of the night and receiver of the human soul \/ wairua when the cross over into the first level of the underworld (Rarohenga) to ready them for the next stage of their journey.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eOriginally \u003c\/span\u003enamed Tikikapakapa, her name was changed shortly thereafter to Hine-au-tauria, da\u003cspan\u003eughter of Tāne Mahuta and Hine-ahuone. The tales talk of Hine's marriage to Tāne, with whom she bore children. When s\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003ehe realizes he is her father, she becomes so ashamed, and goes down to the underground world, known as 'Te Pō' \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e(the darkness). There, she becomes Hine-nui-te-pō, acquiring men's souls while her father Tāne tries to lead them to light.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe great mythology surrounding this approaches a highly problematic historical theme of rape, and the elevation of man, and the great shame  and banishment of women for speaking out. 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Herstory.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eFemale. Fertile, full of rage yet a constant. A cosmic quiet stability. To frighten, tremble and shake. Terrific and terrifying, born of the same name. Divine, she gives life and when it ends, returns to her sacred being.  Life and death hold space in her wombs scape. She is an alter we bow before, and honour. 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The flowers in bloom are a sign of summer, and a new seasonal beginning.\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe flowers themselves symbolise bravery, strength, resilience, and the connection between the beginning and end of life.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan data-cid=\"8e9546cc-6c12-48f4-8867-d1712dbedff0\" class=\"pjBG2e\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"UV3uM\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe red can also represent blood and are not just associated with mourning and remembrance, but for birth and life, f\u003c\/span\u003eor this reason, they are often planted with the placenta. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43518674108476,"sku":null,"price":720.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide11_540x_10a46043-ec64-462b-b0bd-6aa994617d41.webp?v=1758288706"},{"product_id":"kauri","title":"Kauri","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eKO AHAU TE KAURI, \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eKO TE KAURI AHAU. \u003cbr\u003e(\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eI am the Kauri, and the Kauri is me).\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAcrylic \u0026amp; Wax Pastel on Canvas \/ Diptych\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003ePainted Tasmanian Oak Frame\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e43.5x54 (x2) \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eWe are not seperate from nature. This whakataukī expresses a deep spiritual connection,  and a profound unity between the people and the taonga (treasure) of the forest. The well-being of the trees is intrinsically linked to the well-being of the people.\u003cspan class=\"pjBG2e\" data-cid=\"af8d9bde-bc9d-48f3-b0a8-19f8f0cbedf0\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"UV3uM\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519374065724,"sku":null,"price":720.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide12_540x_037017da-235d-4f54-beaa-7fb7a9baf804.webp?v=1758317755"},{"product_id":"totara","title":"Totara","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"4230124082701077507\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eKUA HINGA TE TŌTARA I TE WAONUI-TĀNE (A Tōtara tree has falled in the great forest of Tāne).\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAcrylic \u0026amp; Wax Pastel on Canvas \/ Diptych\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003ePainted Tasmanian Oak Frame\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e43.5x54 (x2) \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"4230124082701077507\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"4230124082701075494\"\u003eThis proverb signifies the passing of a person of great importance, reverence or mana, comparing their significant presence to the majestic and long-lived totara tree that represents nobility and strength within the forest of Tāne.\u003cspan class=\"pjBG2e\" data-cid=\"d46d5d7b-5747-48b1-8f81-728c19d12a8f\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"UV3uM\"\u003e A compliment of the highest to character and legacy. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519452446780,"sku":null,"price":720.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide10_540x_2eb50b52-571e-47c6-8529-022aff07b024.webp?v=1758319423"},{"product_id":"manuka","title":"Manuka","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eKUA TAKOTO TE MANUKA. (\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe leaves of the Manuka \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003ehave been laid down).\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAcrylic \u0026amp; Wax Pastel on Canvas \/ Diptych\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003ePainted Tasmanian Oak Frame\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e43.5x54 (x2) \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"7383830548428765328\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThis signifies that a challenge has been presented or one that lies ahead.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"7383830548428766801\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe whakatauki (proverb) relates to the tradition of laying down manuka foliage as a symbol to visitors, with the response of picking up the leaves indicating a peaceful or hostile intent, thus setting the stage for a formal challenge or an understanding of its seriousness.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"7383830548428765651\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan data-cid=\"99fecdd0-61b9-4f89-a622-ab503ee7788d\" class=\"pjBG2e\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"UV3uM\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519496585276,"sku":null,"price":720.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide13_540x_abad2a90-bbc8-4485-bda1-121c97655af8.webp?v=1758320363"},{"product_id":"and-taranaki-mourns-his-two-lost-loves","title":"And Taranaki mourns his two lost loves. 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He settled in his current location, where he remains in lonely isolation, still gazing longingly towards his lost love, Pīhanga. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"11372141228023767119\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIn the central plateau, Pīhanga remains with Tongariro. 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As legend goes, Tongariro continues to smoke and smoulder with anger and jealousy, sometimes letting out fiery outbursts from his peak.  \u003cspan data-huuid=\"16696640392927831501\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"16696640392927831920\"\u003ePīhanga herself is said to sigh, and the mists that shroud Taranaki are seen as her visible signs of longing for her banished love.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/share?text=So,%20Did%20Anyone%20Ask%20What%20P%C4%ABhanga%20Wanted?\u0026amp;url=https:\/\/redolivestudios.com\/products\/so-did-anyone-ask-what-pihanga-wanted\" class=\"btn btn--small btn--share share-twitter\" aria-describedby=\"a11y-new-window-external-message\" rel=\"null noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519545311292,"sku":null,"price":680.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide2_540x_53dc0bc3-8317-4dca-b399-41a15c69e51a.webp?v=1758321644"},{"product_id":"but-did-tongariro-even-love-her","title":"But, Did Tongariro Even Love Her?","description":"\u003cdiv id=\"shopify-section-product-template\" class=\"shopify-section\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-template__container page-width\" id=\"ProductSection-product-template\" data-section-id=\"product-template\" data-section-type=\"product\" data-enable-history-state=\"true\" data-ajax-enabled=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid product-single product-single--medium-media\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid__item medium-up--one-half\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-single__description rte\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAcrylic, Ink \u0026amp; Gouache on Canvas \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eTasmanian Oak Frame\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e54x43.5\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"11372141228023769893\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe legend of Taranaki, Pīhanga, and Tongariro tells of the mountains' original home in the Central North Island, where Tongariro and Taranaki (formerly known as Pukenaki) fought a bloody battle that went for days, for the beautiful female mountain Pīhanga. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"11372141228023768506\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAfter Tongariro's victory, a defeated Taranaki fled west, carving the Whanganui river \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"11372141228023768506\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003ewith his tears and settling in his current, solitary location stopped by a spur of the Pouākai ranges. He settled in his current location, where he remains in lonely isolation, still gazing longingly towards his lost love, Pīhanga. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"11372141228023767119\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIn the central plateau, Pīhanga remains with Tongariro. As legend goes, Tongariro continues to smoke and smoulder with anger and jealousy, sometimes letting out fiery outbursts from his peak.  \u003cspan data-huuid=\"16696640392927831501\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"16696640392927831920\"\u003ePīhanga herself is said to sigh, and the mists that shroud Taranaki are seen as her visible signs of longing for her banished love.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/share?text=So,%20Did%20Anyone%20Ask%20What%20P%C4%ABhanga%20Wanted?\u0026amp;url=https:\/\/redolivestudios.com\/products\/so-did-anyone-ask-what-pihanga-wanted\" class=\"btn btn--small btn--share share-twitter\" aria-describedby=\"a11y-new-window-external-message\" rel=\"null noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519569100860,"sku":null,"price":680.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide3_540x_8b98a07a-498c-4c48-9ba5-48c5ba2083ca.webp?v=1758321796"},{"product_id":"what-if-your-mountain-called-me-home","title":"What if your mountain called me home?","description":"\u003cdiv class=\"shopify-section\" id=\"shopify-section-product-template\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv data-ajax-enabled=\"false\" data-enable-history-state=\"true\" data-section-type=\"product\" data-section-id=\"product-template\" id=\"ProductSection-product-template\" class=\"product-template__container page-width\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid product-single product-single--medium-media\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid__item medium-up--one-half\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-single__description rte\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAcrylic, Ink, Gouache, Mica \u0026amp; Texture on Canvas  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eTasmanian Oak Frame\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e62.5x62.5\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003eWhen I was just sixteen,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e a sacred moment carved itself into me —unexpected, quiet and profound — reshaping how I saw life, love, spirit. I fell witness to the whispered legacy of our ancestors, woven through the stories we tell ourselves of divine connections and destiny.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-end=\"626\" data-start=\"392\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eSoon after, the dreams began. Always of Mt. Taranaki — his silhouette etched against a twilight sky, watching, waiting. Night after night, for three long years, the vision and the view was always the same. The message always steady, clear, and true. His silence louder than any voice I’d ever known.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003eHis glow brighter than any light I’d ever seen.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003eKo te maunga, ko te kupu, ko te tohu.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e (The mountain, the message, the sign.)\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAnd then — as if a cord had been violently cut — it stopped. No gentle fading, no farewell. Just absence. Just loss.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eYet even buried deep, the mountain never truly left me. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eI think he still breathed in me —\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003ehis voice curling like smoke in the corners of my dreams, in places I couldn’t reach. Somewhere in the marrow of my memory, my original DNA, his voice lingered — telling me who I was, and who I might yet become beneath his gaze.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eStill, I turned away. I could not dwell on what was lost, or what might have been. But in the truth of facing myself — he was always there. The door was always open.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-end=\"1176\" data-start=\"1063\"\u003e\u003cstrong data-end=\"1093\" data-start=\"1063\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eWhen I turned forty-seven,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e I stood in Rangiātea, cradle of Polynesia, birthplace of the great voyage. Alone in the waters of our marae, I whispered to the old ones —those whose breath still stirs the tides, whose hands shaped the stars.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eSurely I was meant for more? Surely they saw more in me, and for me? I told them I was ready. That I was lost, but willing to be found. I asked to be led — to the path meant for me, to the self I had not yet dared to become.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-end=\"1683\" data-start=\"1567\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAnd then, \u003cstrong\u003ethirty-one years later\u003c\/strong\u003e, the mountain came to me once more. In dreams. In the wind. In silence. In song. In the way the light touches the water, and reflects like a mirror of our truth.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAnd everything began to shift.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003eKa hoki mai te karanga.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e The call returned. And I, no longer a child, stand ready.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-end=\"2534\" data-start=\"2471\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eTo listen. To follow. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eTo surrender.\u003cbr\u003eTo remember who I have always been.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eMō āke. tonu. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519574016060,"sku":null,"price":1200.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide5_540x_0b4e0e6c-2431-4715-bad1-ca851e99fa81.webp?v=1758322017"},{"product_id":"my-tears-are-the-river-ko-oku-roimata-te-awa-1","title":"My Tears Are The River (Ko Ōku Roimata Te Awa) 1","description":"\u003cdiv class=\"shopify-section\" id=\"shopify-section-product-template\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv data-ajax-enabled=\"false\" data-enable-history-state=\"true\" data-section-type=\"product\" data-section-id=\"product-template\" id=\"ProductSection-product-template\" class=\"product-template__container page-width\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid product-single product-single--medium-media\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid__item medium-up--one-half\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-single__description rte\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAcrylic, Ink, Gouache \u0026amp; Texture on Canvas \u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eFramed in Tasmanian Oak\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e34x34\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAccepting Aotearoa is still so deeply rooted in my heart space seems to have pushed it wide open again, and there’s been a reclamation of self and identity in many different and unexpected ways. One tiny seed planted the thought, but burst the floodgates open.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe tears that have been shed in the creation of this body of work have forced me to face myself in unexpected ways. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eHe Kākano – The Seed, is about growth and continuing to grow and stretch and rise, even in the places you were not planted.  \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519733563452,"sku":null,"price":420.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide6_540x_bdda1271-f1f2-4f0b-b461-a4dd3c7b0534.webp?v=1758327018"},{"product_id":"my-tears-are-the-river-ko-oku-roimata-te-awa-2","title":"My Tears Are The River (Ko Ōku Roimata Te Awa) 2","description":"\u003cdiv id=\"shopify-section-product-template\" class=\"shopify-section\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-template__container page-width\" id=\"ProductSection-product-template\" data-section-id=\"product-template\" data-section-type=\"product\" data-enable-history-state=\"true\" data-ajax-enabled=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid product-single product-single--medium-media\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid__item medium-up--one-half\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-single__description rte\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAcrylic, Ink, Gouache \u0026amp; Texture on Canvas \u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eFramed in Tasmanian Oak\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e34x34\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAccepting Aotearoa is still so deeply rooted in my heart space seems to have pushed it wide open again, and there’s been a reclamation of self and identity in many different and unexpected ways. One tiny seed planted the thought, but burst the floodgates open.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe tears that have been shed in the creation of this body of work have forced me to face myself in unexpected ways. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eHe Kākano – The Seed, is about growth and continuing to grow and stretch and rise, even in the places you were not planted.  \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519738708028,"sku":null,"price":420.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide7_540x_727f1a3a-1dca-4bee-8423-c5c456532525.webp?v=1758327148"},{"product_id":"gorgeous-gorge-forgive-me-1","title":"Gorgeous Gorge, Forgive Me? 1","description":"\u003cdiv id=\"shopify-section-product-template\" class=\"shopify-section\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-template__container page-width\" id=\"ProductSection-product-template\" data-section-id=\"product-template\" data-section-type=\"product\" data-enable-history-state=\"true\" data-ajax-enabled=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid product-single product-single--medium-media\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid__item medium-up--one-half\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-single__description rte\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAcrylic, Ink, Gouache  on Canvas \u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eUnframed\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e15x15 \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAccepting Aotearoa is still so deeply rooted in my heart space seems to have pushed it wide open again, and there’s been a reclamation of self and identity in many different and unexpected ways. One tiny seed planted the thought, but burst the floodgates open.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe tears that have been shed in the creation of this body of work have forced me to face myself in unexpected ways. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eHe Kākano – The Seed, is about growth and continuing to grow and stretch and rise, even in the places you were not planted.  \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519741722684,"sku":null,"price":120.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide8_540x_9138ae4d-e2dc-4107-b7ad-f3182ebba986.webp?v=1758327253"},{"product_id":"gorgeous-gorge-forgive-me-2","title":"Gorgeous Gorge, Forgive Me? 2","description":"\u003cdiv id=\"shopify-section-product-template\" class=\"shopify-section\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-template__container page-width\" id=\"ProductSection-product-template\" data-section-id=\"product-template\" data-section-type=\"product\" data-enable-history-state=\"true\" data-ajax-enabled=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid product-single product-single--medium-media\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid__item medium-up--one-half\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-single__description rte\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAcrylic, Ink, Gouache  on Canvas \u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eUnframed\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e15x15 \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAccepting Aotearoa is still so deeply rooted in my heart space seems to have pushed it wide open again, and there’s been a reclamation of self and identity in many different and unexpected ways. One tiny seed planted the thought, but burst the floodgates open.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe tears that have been shed in the creation of this body of work have forced me to face myself in unexpected ways. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eHe Kākano – The Seed, is about growth and continuing to grow and stretch and rise, even in the places you were not planted.  \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519746113596,"sku":null,"price":120.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide9_540x_94a2e125-bf1a-49c8-9a4f-d976280e7bed.webp?v=1758327324"},{"product_id":"time-lost-with-the-tararua-ranges","title":"Time lost with the Tararua Ranges","description":"\u003cdiv id=\"shopify-section-product-template\" class=\"shopify-section\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-template__container page-width\" id=\"ProductSection-product-template\" data-section-id=\"product-template\" data-section-type=\"product\" data-enable-history-state=\"true\" data-ajax-enabled=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid product-single product-single--medium-media\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid__item medium-up--one-half\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-single__description rte\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv id=\"shopify-section-product-template\" class=\"shopify-section\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-template__container page-width\" id=\"ProductSection-product-template\" data-section-id=\"product-template\" data-section-type=\"product\" data-enable-history-state=\"true\" data-ajax-enabled=\"false\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid product-single product-single--medium-media\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"grid__item medium-up--one-half\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"product-single__description rte\"\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eAcrylic, Ink, Gouache \u0026amp; Texture on Canvas \u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003eUnframed\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e45.5x91\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eMy Nan was fond of telling me that being \u003c\/span\u003esurrounding my mountains was like nature itself wrapping you in a big hug. 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Wherever I go, part of is still there with them. \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/sharer.php?u=https:\/\/redolivestudios.com\/products\/time-lost-with-the-tararua-ranges\" class=\"btn btn--small btn--share share-facebook\" aria-describedby=\"a11y-new-window-external-message\" rel=\"null noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"Kere M Baker","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43519748145212,"sku":null,"price":720.0,"currency_code":"AUD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/1135\/3916\/files\/Slide4_540x_ca1ad33a-562b-43df-937e-c8b8d2afa26e.webp?v=1758327449"},{"product_id":"and-taranaki-mourns-his-two-lost-loves-single","title":"And Taranaki mourns his two lost loves. (Single)","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAcrylic, Ink \u0026amp; Gouache on Canvas \/ Diptych \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eTasmanian Oak Frame\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e54x43.5 (x2)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eor purchase single\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"11372141228023769893\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe legend of Taranaki, Pīhanga, and Tongariro tells of the mountains' original home in the Central North Island, where Tongariro and Taranaki (formerly known as Pukenaki) fought a bloody battle that went for days, for the beautiful female mountain Pīhanga. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"11372141228023768506\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAfter Tongariro's victory, a defeated Taranaki fled west, carving the Whanganui river \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"11372141228023768506\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003ewith his tears and settling in his current, solitary location stopped by a spur of the Pouākai ranges. He settled in his current location, where he remains in lonely isolation, still gazing longingly towards his lost love, Pīhanga. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-huuid=\"11372141228023767119\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIn the central plateau, Pīhanga remains with Tongariro. 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