“Yeah, I think we got it,” Ayana V Jackson, wearing a black coat and crouching on a circular seat, says with quiet satisfaction into a phone that connects her to a sound engineer.
The artist is putting the finishing touches to an immersive video installation in which Jackson herself – wearing body paint and otherworldly costumes – can be seen swimming amid coral, fish and shipwrecks. Her deep dive is accompanied by the call of whales, sonic pulses and an ethereal singing from what could be mermaids.
