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Myra Gilbert
Over the last year I have been exploring the formative influences of my childhood spent surrounded by women sewing, and I have found myself mourning the demise of this activity. At the same time I have made my first forays into writing as a medium for self expression. So here you see a combination of poetry about sewing, and actual sewing using gampi silk tissue to replicate those childhood clothes made by my mother. My aim is to express the fragility and faded quality of those memories associated with my distant past self through ghostly or husk-like hand-sewn paper garments. |
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