Waist not Want Not A dress of Great Importance and Don’t Label Me
These are the pieces (with details) created from my fear of being unable to travel and see the places I so wished to experience.
The jacket is our armour, (detail top right) what we hide behind.
Little Venice is the chair. I’m so fortunate that my mother took me for my 5oth birthday present. She too was fearful that circumstances would prevent me from going. It is my favourite city, closely followed by Barcelona and Florence. It represents where I sit now. My place here at this moment. I dream of returning constantly and revisit virtually whenever I need.
The dress is our delicate soul-upon, our hopes, dreams and aspirations. I love the way the light travels through the diaphanous fabric. (bottom right The layers are synonymous with life layers. What a brave face we put on sometimes to hide our fears, our pain and disappointment.