After Exhibition Blues. Textiles.

After exhibition blues has hit!  I’m all painted out at the moment, but still enjoying some textile pieces Ive been playing around with for a while now.  Looks like some old photos and found objects will make their way into the project too.  Please see “Spaces Below” exhibition details in the sidebar on the right.

 

 

Ragged bits , old and new stitching, tracing the marks left behind on, 120 yr old textiles.

 

 

Memories and ghosts from the 1800s, remind me, as I work, of a time when women had many obligations and few choices.

 

 

A time when, women were completely controlled by their fathers, brothers and male relatives and their sole purpose in life was to find a husband, reproduce and then spend the rest of their lives serving him.

 

 

If you were to break free, you would be crucified, ridiculed and seen as “not normal, insane, bullied and tossed aside.

 

 

The textiles from the 120 year old quilt toppers I work with, sometimes, seem to yell at me, but mostly, they lay silent, as I make my own marks alongside others gone before.

 

 

I feel comfortable, as I stitch, tear, dye and reinforce the fragmented pieces.

 

 

Somehow, I hope, in a small way, by reclaiming and reworking the textiles, I can give a voice to those women.

 

 

Just like in my own life, when I was powerless, art gave me a voice to express myself, where once I had none.

 

 

 

 

 

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