I am a woman. I am white. I am working-class. I am also autistic. I was born in rural England. I am a researcher and a writer. I live in a council house in Bristol. I have two autistic sons. I have no pretense for playing the academic game.

My work uses research, memoir, and poetry to dismantle how whiteness and class function in museums. I look at the ways whiteness adapts, absorbs, morphs and co-opts Blackness to avoid the exposure of whiteness and to maintain its mask. I am interested in interrogating whiteness and exposing it.

I am also interested in how whiteness divides people across racial lines to ensure working-class solidarity doesn’t rise up.

I do not want a seat at the table, I want to disrupt it.