Turning humble tools like pencils into hooks and paper into strips allows me to leave graphite traces while the paper is being knitted, a deconstructed drawing of sorts.
While the stitches grow, interdependence grows as well. The tension that both elements generate a structural and narrative balance by circling what it is and giving edge to the void.
It is in the vases where the maze of symmetrical stitches grow upward by saturating the space and closing on itself.
It is through craftworks, the need to create artifacts which fulfill the basic functions of everyday life, that humanity engraved the first traces of culture, from knitted blankets and quilts to woven fishing nets, intertwining the threads of human experience that compromise the fabric of life.
Knitting men and women discovered, almost without searching, the first manifestation of order, thought-structure, and progressive rhythms as well as mathematical and geometrical experiences while in the creative trance induced by knitting.
This amazing skill was taught throughout generations and to me by my grandmother in my early teens. I try to transfer this knowledge every time I have the chance.
Teapots! 4th invitational
April 9th to May 29th, 2010