Waves is made of jumbled threads where one cannot find the
starting or the end of the thread, trying to find ends is metaphoric of
solving life’s puzzles. Memories are in layers and when cherished,
come in waves.
Someday it all has to end was born out of frustration, fascination
and the laborious task of clearance. The work is in a sense
autobiographical, as it progressed concurrently with the construction
of my house. Through the long, strenuous process of construction, I
was drawn to the ease with which migratory birds assemble, relocate
and reassemble multiple homes throughout their lives.
A meditation on the transitory nature of birds caused me to start
weaving bamboo and thorns into work that emulates a bird’s nest with
acutely human proportions. Through this work I explore the idea of
whether material attachment is a distinct human attribute where we
become attached not only to the objects around us but also become
emotionally invested in the structures we build.
Here the nest is a space of protection while disregarding its function as
a place of comfort.