Hireath is a word peculiar to Wales. Mostly because it is Welsh, but also importantly it doesn’t have a translation. It is an emotion that only the Welsh can possess, partly because they are particular in their sensitivity, but mostly because it is a yearning for home and it is their home that they are yearning for. It is strange then to read this show report and feel a kind of hireath, but not for Wales. It is the sense of being displaced from something that you are part of. I put off reading the report for as long as I could after it was posted as the stirrings of a factory hireath were already nascent. Reading it they are fully grown. It is the unique and shifting landscape of our creations that I miss. I wish I had been there, even if only to see what you were doing in my homeland to my people, but even more to be amongst my people doing things to my countrymen.

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