Knitting the shreds
Photographs from the past are physical incarnations of memories, heavy, laminated paper carted around in boxes or albums every time you move house. Baggage.
I decided to shed my baggage & shred every photo that I’d carried around since I was 20 years old. A physical form of therapy. Then staple the shreds to make threads. Then use the traditionally feminine craft my mother taught me to knit the threads to make another version of history.
The stories I tell about my past are embellished, fragmented, subjective, prejudiced, emotional, passionate, dispassionate. We all have spectres that we would rather mis-remember, dis-remember, dismember. This piece is the result of months of dismemberment to make a thing of beauty, a thing in its own right, a thing that is more than the sum of its parts. An obsessively knitted tale woven from old bits, with a few treasured fragments interspersed here & there.
Telling Stories: Off the Wall – Xaverine Bates