A couple of weeks ago, as I was weaving one of my samples; a woolen ikat-dyed warp binded with a linen weft thread, it was as if the threads started speaking with each other. I suppose that’s what they always do: as soon as the weave take form, a close collaboration between the threads begin. Somehow, this time felt different, and I started to wonder: what would the threads be saying if in fact they had the voice to speak?
March 20th 2013
Dear Warp thread #27,
How are you holding up? I passed you today in the loom during construction. I’m sorry I didn’t have the time to stop and say hello, the weaver seemed to be in a bit of a hurry. It was nice to see you again though, I think the last time was when we were in that warehouse in the south of Sweden. By the way, do you know where we are located now? I seem to have lost track of time and space since my last transportation.
Would you be free for lunch sometime soon? I’d love to hear what you’ve been up to.
March 22nd 2013
I was so pleased to receive your letter. Thank you!
Oh, the stress. I don’t enjoy being stressed. Yes, the construction went pretty fast once you got involved. Before you joined in I had to get into a dye bath, well, parts of me anyway. It wasn’t enjoyable at all. Hot and stinky. It tangled me up. I’m glad that’s over.
I do remember that warehouse, I didn’t really like it there. Dark, cold and so many fibres everywhere. Crowded. I don’t like crowds. They make me dizzy. I think we’re a bit further north now. I guess still in Sweden.
Sorry that this letter isn’t very cheerful. It would be lovely to see you over lunch. How about tomorrow?
All the best,
Warp thread #27
Through my own practice, I intend to investigate the lives and journeys of materials, and to listen to the stories they might have to tell, in an attempt to get a deeper understanding for processes that often are taken for granted.
Talking threads is the first episode in a communicative body of works of which I’m excited to continue exploring. Currently the work consists of one woven sample and eight letters in which two of the interlaced threads share their thoughts and experiences from life.