Warped Windows
I heard an
interview with poet and writer Ocean Vuong in which he was talking about
how he thinks of language like a warped window — how the way old,
melted glass transforms and warps everything. He said, “And to
me, that’s what language is: the glass. You think it’s fixed. You think
it’s clear pane of glass. But in fact, through years, it starts to drip
and melt and change.” That imagery struck me as analogous to my vision for this collection of fiber art. Open in the center, these
weavings act as windows of sorts, and of course they are literally
warped like a loom. But they also offer a framework for shaping one’s
vantage.
When I
weave, I take inspiration from the natural environment — flowers that catch my eye, the
feeling of being immersed in the forest — and attempt to create a piece
of that world through fiber. The opening in the center is an aesthetic
choice as well as a philosophical one. Our personal landscapes guide our
navigation of the world.