ABOUT:

This is the story of how I was made. 

A friend needed housing, with another they stayed 

The friend who they stayed with asked for a hand 

To conjure a garment that expands over land 



In the brink of dawn they forage sticks for the base 

Just kidding, that’s a lie - they fully went to Homebase 

This part is also a lie, the sticks were soaked prior 

Sorry my head, so busy with worry, I’m never this much of a liar 



The two mates arrived in the studio every day, 

To bend rip and snip their worries away 

The first day went great, the architects prevailed 

 The following they trudged in only to make a build that had failed 



With confidence of men they were surely humbled 

Over beer and bed they pondered where they stumbled 

More sticks were gathered 
to make a hefty stack  

And together in unison they mumbled “we’re sooo back” 



So hunky and massive 
on me they slunk 

A cloak shockingly heavy, my feet nearly sunk 

To my surprise I stood tall, feeling empowered and bold

Large and tent like with much space to behold 



The two sat inside me 
clinking a beer 

Proud of their achievement 
as true engineers 

I towered above them, sharing care from within

In a tainted building I open my door n’ whisper, come all, 
get in. 


Come all, get in.

 
 
MATERIALS:

 Digitally printed cotton canvas made from a collaborative oil pastel drawing, polyester thread, polycotton from a fabric sale, icelandic wool yarns with foraged bil + bog + crow brries, various other berries, assorted grasses + cones, synthetic textile scraps from the Textiles APA @ Goldsmiths, willow, assorted twine, wool felt and polyester organza 


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The Journal of Art & Ecology published by MA Art & Ecology, Goldsmiths, University of London

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