Spring is still here.
I have worn this sweater too many times that the button holes are widening up… The first time I wore this I was asked if I knitted it. It’s funny I get that question a lot, maybe when I am good enough in sewing I should really learn knitting, or maybe, crochet. The sweater is from thrift store in Beaufort, South Carolina, I might be wrong- maybe Tulsa. It has that unique texture that is not fully cashmere or wool. It almost feels like those sleeping socks from Korea. Even though the sweater is not from here where I am in Alabama and Georgia, because I wore it mostly here during my winter & spring quarter now the clothing feels like it’s from here in the East.
Recently in my painting class we talked about objects that have human traces on it. Why would we decide to learn sewing from my aunt rather than going on youtube to find quick information, if she is the master at it. Why do we feel a bit frozen when we walk into that white, polished, gallery with many expensive artworks? In our artwork critique room there are many wooden chairs with paint on it, and they were the perfect example as well. Yes, craft is something less recognizable than art, just like etsy artists are not necessarily artists who create work for the gallery. But the reason why I keep trying beyond photography is because I want to have more of my trace, time, and touch- in my works. And one of the big part is using fabric, as worn clothing, used fabric, represent household, humanity, and more.
I would actually love to make artwork someday that literally is made with my clothing with memory. Somehow it would be formed to re-express that memory, emotions, and relationships. Don’t know how. But I’m pretty sure it will be the main source of works. I believe I am slowly getting there, enjoying this current journey.
I enjoyed those green flowers, I’m not too sure if they are part of the flower category, but they lasted green and fresh and fluffy for the longest time. The small magenta roses did dry up pretty quick (but beautifully), but even without the roses the greenery and the baby’s breath really brightened up my studio table. 봄이라는 현재의 아름다운 계절에, 마음껏 머무르기를.