Reading White Teeth felt like living the immigrant experience on the vibrant streets of London. The novel’s exploration of history’s impact on future generations resonated deeply with me as an immigrant. I often find myself correcting others who mispronounce my name, reflecting how my Spanish accent makes me feel like an outsider, caught between the urge to assimilate and the reality of never fully belonging.
On a backdrop of antique British maps, books, and photographs, I juxtaposed the Western past with quotes from the book, painted in an orange hue reminiscent of marigolds used in Indian cultural and religious practices.