Hang your wreath on the door, hang your wreath on the door, so that the evil spirits can not enter.
Through community-creating rituals, we connect to material, history, body and to each other.
Material: Intestines.
A container, a cover, a passage.
Slippery, waterresistant and seethrough.
When dried: light, delicate and crisp.
Past:
Used as a material for raincoats and windows in the arctic area.
Present:
Inviting you to explore intestines as a material you can sew in and use for sculpture and installation. Investigating terms such as ‘sewing power’ and ‘the inherent narrative of the material’, where sowing is used as a ritual and the encounter with sensual material is a catalyst for storytelling.
Future:
Continue the journey of finding ways of making strong, heartful connection to one self and ones surroundings through the aestetic use of materials.
Love / Rulle
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