I have chosen to weave with rags and use that medium to create art. Some of my pieces are hung on the wall others have been put on the floor or offered to a dog to sleep on.
No matter where these pieces are today they are all united in the need and joy to create. Every one of them took their time to revolve inside my mind and then emerge as an idea that needed to be pondered and turned until I saw it fit to start the process of rigging the loom and beating the rags into the warp to realize my idea and narrative in a rag-rug.
The material is vital, the discarded garments of friends and relatives, something that will be thrown away of shredded elsewhere on the planet earth to make whatever they make of old rags.
I have believed that I am doing something wise and not using any new stuff (apart from the warp) to create art and by my means relating the subject of waste to the audience be that an art lover or a dog lover. I have put crativity and love into my pieces believing that will be carried by the rugs. But my vision is tottering as I have realized that I am part of the world manufacturing, though on small scale.
There has been considerable amount of news, media programmes, discussions and so forth about waste of material, waste of food, waste of human resources, waste of product, waste of energy in all contexts and a huge waste of time.
Human beings waste too much time in figuring out how to produce more, to sell more and to gain more stuff that already exists and therefor wasting a lot of time convincing other humans that they are obliged to by the newest designs, hottest devices and coolest items in order to be real humans that others think highly off.
This is a total madness and I am convinced that this rat race is the humans' slow but steady suicide. The planet earth is probably better off without us cool and hot beings that are preoccupied with pumping the inside of the earth out claiming it ours and burning it away. Vain and so vain that we destroy in order to keeping up our appearances.
All this above has made me think twice, even thrice.
I like to create. I am pleased when it takes a while for my creations to become ready items.
Should I stop creating in the name of sumptuous?
There are plenty of beautiful rugs around the world. I don't sell a lot of rugs as they are dire and not well branded and marketed. People rather spend their pennies on items that are more famous due to good marketing, advertising, and behold, branding! Items that can be more expensive and their existence based on slavery, pollution and corporations full of greed whose aim is to make more money to make the world go around according to their wishes. Sod the human race apart from the ones who believe in fashion, style and shopping.
Even if my manufacturing of rag-rugs is small I still feel bad about making stuff that people don't feel the urge to by even if the product is rather environmentally friendly and on a small scale.
The human world is so full of waste that it scares me. I think we will drown in our own stuff sooner or late. There is plenty already, a lot of old solid stuff that could be used for generations with good care in contradiction to a lot of the stuff that is being created these days and hardly survive a year due to poor manufacturing and splendid branding and marketing.
Anna María Lind, MA Textile Art from Winchester School of Art.