When my writing process encountered the ordeal of grief, I stubbornly sought how to "write without words."
- say the unspeakable, create the work of disappearance, engender the form of absence, represent silence.
Devastated by the scar on an old white fabric left by the repeated act of "darning," I decided to engage my writing process in this silent act of repair.
I cut out a small square of old white cloth. I removed a thread: this was my way of darning.
Since then, I have continued to unweave.
In this process, which has taken on meaning over the course of the gesture, I have sometimes added threads, drawn squares repetitively and obsessively, sewn seeds, and experimented with color.
Then it was necessary to reduce, to make minimal - how almost nothing is all.
White on white
a process in search of destitution and silence.
Bare of words, tending towards stripping - where to situate the permanent questioning of how to be related to, absence and death - a work that unweaves itself // embroiders itself, heals.
engage the gesture in what existence imposes - dispossession // consider the thread as permanent impermanence, as we connect and separate ourselves from beings and the world.
The interruption in repetition / the barely perceptible.
The minimal, slow gesture, which removes thread after thread, makes absence an act, Creates a bodily reflection on disappearance/discontinuity and invites a new space of coexistence: tangent, absent, autonomous, intersecting lines, steles.
Each fabric exhibits its fragility and demands attentive presence and observation. It is, in a way, a tribute to the departed and to life. Where our solitude engages us in the world.