Home -- You're In the Threads
Sheila McGinnis
2008
Metal hoop, wooden stool, black and white spray paint, embroidery thread
approx. 5' 4" tall, 5' diameter
My house started as a simple way of encompassing the space beneath the tree, staking a claim on a space individual to me. What made it a home was the process. Diligently tying the strings, watching my hands do the work, I felt peace. The continuous tying allowed my mind to confront the loss of my Uncle and my Pa. Every thread, a thought or memory, they are my family, and within them I can sit on a chair in front of a branch desk and feel at home.
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