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Freehand machine embroidery on water soluble fabric / sculpted epoxy resin
1,392 kg
16 x 3,3 x 23,4 cm
I don't like drawing faces. I prefer to tell with my hands, for me they say more than faces. Faces are only sometimes hands, hands are almost always faces. Drawing a face with a sewing machine, dissolving the fabric and then dipping it in resin, and making sure that the lines still say something during this whole process... is one of the most difficult things for me. And maybe that's why I do it.
The face is always changing, it only takes one line to move to change the whole expression and its meaning.
Most of the time I don't know who these people are, I only get to know them later, when they decide to tell me something. Sometimes it is instantaneous, I recognise them immediately. With others it takes time. This resin, like others, made from black cotton hair mixed with roots, was silent for a while until I took it with me on the road and then through the trees and mud. Only then did I realised that I would have to wait for winter.
"Imam biavarim be aghaz-efasl-esard"
(It is only at the beginning of the cold season that we believe).
Forough Farrokhzad, the first voice of dissent in Iran, the 'poetess of sin'. (Tehran, 5 January 1934 - Tehran, 13 February 1967)
Freehand machine embroidery on water soluble fabric / sculpted epoxy resin
1,392 kg
16 x 3,3 x 23,4 cm
I don't like drawing faces. I prefer to tell with my hands, for me they say more than faces. Faces are only sometimes hands, hands are almost always faces. Drawing a face with a sewing machine, dissolving the fabric and then dipping it in resin, and making sure that the lines still say something during this whole process... is one of the most difficult things for me. And maybe that's why I do it.
The face is always changing, it only takes one line to move to change the whole expression and its meaning.
Most of the time I don't know who these people are, I only get to know them later, when they decide to tell me something. Sometimes it is instantaneous, I recognise them immediately. With others it takes time. This resin, like others, made from black cotton hair mixed with roots, was silent for a while until I took it with me on the road and then through the trees and mud. Only then did I realised that I would have to wait for winter.
"Imam biavarim be aghaz-efasl-esard"
(It is only at the beginning of the cold season that we believe).
Forough Farrokhzad, the first voice of dissent in Iran, the 'poetess of sin'. (Tehran, 5 January 1934 - Tehran, 13 February 1967)
Freehand machine embroidery on water soluble fabric / sculpted epoxy resin
1,392 kg
16 x 3,3 x 23,4 cm
I don't like drawing faces. I prefer to tell with my hands, for me they say more than faces. Faces are only sometimes hands, hands are almost always faces. Drawing a face with a sewing machine, dissolving the fabric and then dipping it in resin, and making sure that the lines still say something during this whole process... is one of the most difficult things for me. And maybe that's why I do it.
The face is always changing, it only takes one line to move to change the whole expression and its meaning.
Most of the time I don't know who these people are, I only get to know them later, when they decide to tell me something. Sometimes it is instantaneous, I recognise them immediately. With others it takes time. This resin, like others, made from black cotton hair mixed with roots, was silent for a while until I took it with me on the road and then through the trees and mud. Only then did I realised that I would have to wait for winter.
"Imam biavarim be aghaz-efasl-esard"
(It is only at the beginning of the cold season that we believe).
Forough Farrokhzad, the first voice of dissent in Iran, the 'poetess of sin'. (Tehran, 5 January 1934 - Tehran, 13 February 1967)