So… I seem to have many threads to tie together (hence the title) What started as an exploration of the balance point between comfort and constraint (think really comfy armchair you then can’t get out of)has become something different. I find myself fascinated by the way we keep our children closer and closer, and how instead of encouraging them to explore the world, we build in them a fear of it.
We wrap them up, keep them warm, help them physically, emotionally, financially, socially. Their every waking hour is accounted for and timetabled. Where is the thinking time?
Risk has become danger. Letting your child do things alone has become guilt ridden.
I made a comfy quilted straightjacket to start with, and a rocking chair with safety strapping. Now I’m making work with apron strings. Lots of aprons. And paper clothing.
I’m writing poetry and embroidering it on all sorts of clothing.
I’m going to make a list here of artists I’ve been looking at. If anyone can add to it, let me know!
